It feels early before 7 am, like I’m pedaling through the remains of my dreams to reach wakefulness once more. The misty air smells damp, and creatures who prefer to do business in the gentle morning light fade in and out of it. Even the sun has to work its way through the mist in…

Vedauwoo bids us adieu with a jaw-dropping sunset. It feels like an unexpected gift. You just never know what waits for you here. We have our last dinner with Clare and Dennis back in Fort Collins, and bid them a fond farewell and safe journeys for the rest of their trip.

We’ve never been so indecisive going into a three day weekend. We can’t decide on any of half a dozen plans. We pick up Sean to take him to the airport at 7:10, car packed for camping and climbing, still no idea where we’re going. And no closer after dropping Sean off. We nearly go…

It’s sunrise season again! This morning is the first of the summer that I leave before sunrise on my commute. Heron Lake is enchanting, reflecting the pale dawn rouge through a layer mist created by the cold, dry air.

Doug had the excellent idea to grill some dinner at Rotary Park after bouldering. It’s a great idea. The air is sweet, the sky dramatic, and the food tasty. A gentle breeze seems to take the cares of the day away with it.

I feel this statement correctly sums up the prospect of war with Iran. I’m not looking to start a debate here, just to express that I feel uneasy enough to send my representatives a message.

It seems like ages since we’ve camped for more than one night. We’ve eagerly prepared with a new cooler full of ice, beer, and food. The campsites here are really nicely spaced along the main road instead of clustered together. We have one of two sites next to King on the Throne Rock (#55). The…

The Fish in question are Ann’s parents, who have just moved along with the Mission Aviation Fellowship headquarters. Our first impression of Nampa is that half the roads are closed! Most likely this is a sign of healthy growth, but in the interim it means that getting from one point to another requires either half…

The evening finds us in the broad hills of southeast Idaho, where a setting sun shines through the rain falling from a long cloud in the giant sky. Taking the Sublette exit off I-84, we drive east toward a pocket of Sawtooth National Forest to camp. Ahead of us on the narrow, recently paved road…

Hey kids, it’s time for another fun-filled RV-life lesson! Today we’ll answer the question, “Hey, why is the carpet by the bathroom all wet?”