Go ahead, call me a hoodoo daddy. I’ve been to Bryce Canyon. Evidence here.

Monday’s vacation travels took me to the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. Words and pictures here.

Good to know: list of stuff the Transportation Security Agency says you can take on a plane. It’s pretty amusing in places. You can’t take a sword but you can take your KY gel. So if you wonder why that…

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I promised Melissa a road trip last week and we got a doozy in on Sunday — 500 miles to just south of Lake Tahoe to the Mono Lake Basin and a return trip via the Yosemite high country (it’s…

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It was probably during the dot-com boom that the marketing department at Honda Automobiles thought “all those young white guys who snowboard all winter and surf, bike and kayak all summer need a car designed just for them.” So they…

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I walked six miles to see some old-growth redwoods, then walked back. In other news, my high-speed Internet connection is back up. Theoretically this could mean better blogging ahead.

What to see in southern Utah: After lunch, we head to Bryce Canyon National Park for a hike among the hoodoos – those bizarre, pointy rocks formed by erosion that spike up into the cloudless blue Utah sky. Trails twist…

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Still no fast connection around the ol’ homestead, which makes blogging seem more like slogging up a sand dune. Thanks to all who’ve sent along moral support in the past couple days … might be Monday or Tuesday before the…

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River of snot turning into a creek, but now my high-speed connection’s gone down. Life’s too short to blog at dial-up speeds. Just hang in there folks, and visit many of the fine hiking links on the rail at left.