The problem with crossing things off my bucket list is that I feel that much closer to death. The only solution is to keep adding things to the bucket list to keep it the same size. Now that I have seen a really big meteor crater, I’m just going to have to add “enter an archery competition” to the list. Since I can’t actually shoot a bow and arrow that may take some time. So about that crater. It’s too…
A group of mule deer wandered through the campground this morning as we were packing up to leave. Man, those things have big ears. We had a long drive today across southern Utah, which is much prettier than you might think, especially once you get past the town of Delta, where we stopped for gas and groceries, mostly stuff I had forgotten to pack. We followed Highway 50 and then Highway 70 before turning off towards Moab. Moab, as far…
After breakfast this morning, Paula noticed an odd lump on a low branch a few yards from our campsite. Closer inspection revealed that it was an owl. It was obviously trying to get a good day’s sleep, so we left it to its owly dreams, and went on the cave tour. Lehman caves are noted for their fine collection of cave shields, circular disks, often with stalactites dripping from the bottom. They also have cave bacon. Back in camp we…
We arrived at Great Basin National Park after seven hours of driving, and saw a sign outside the visitor center saying that as there was a full moon tonight there was going to be a ranger led moonlight hike instead of an astronomy program. We signed up for tickets, made a reservation for a cave tour tomorrow (actually today because I’m writing this the day after), found a camp site, set up the tent, gorged on cheese and crackers, packed…
Day one of our fall road trip, we camped just south of Reno at Davis Creek Regional Park. This is a pretty forested area on the edge of the Washoe Valley. There’s a pretty pond. I hadn’t planned on doing any geocaching, but I was hiking a short loop trail and two guys came by. One was staring at his phone saying, “Sixty feet, fifty feet…” so I followed them to the cache. Took nothing, left a Bahamian dime. Just…