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Images of Iceland’s Iconic Ponies

Although there was so much to love about Iceland, my absolute favorite thing were the wild ponies!!  I couldn't get enough.  I must have a thousand photos of these beautiful, sturdy, stoic creatures.  They were...

Hut to Hut on Iceland’s Beautiful Laugavegur Trail

I remember vividly the Greyhound-size bus navigating hair-pin turns, passing other vehicles, and being relentlessly bounced around on the bumpiest and narrowest of roads in the Highlands of...

Building Bridges

I collapsed into the camp chair, every inch of my body caked in salty sweat. Sweating was almost useless in the humidity.  I had drunk at least three liters of water that day, but my mouth was still parched, unlike my clothes, hair, hat.  Clay’s hand were on his hips...

Hiking Hope Lake … Nature’s Bounty on Full Display

When the Life Bus went to Durango at the end of August to celebrate our brother's wedding, we spent a few days in Telluride adventuring together there.  (See Just a Darn Good Day Paddling in Telluride post).  We were recommended this hike by the great people at our...
Le Grand Raid

Le Grand Raid

I felt my foot slip out from under me and completely off the trail. The rest of my body quickly followed suit.  As I hung there, dangling, clinging to a small tree, my feet finding no purchase, all I could think was, why am I still holding on? It was maybe mile sixty...

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Favorite Place:  Family Cabin

Favorite Place: Family Cabin

In thinking about the Favorite Place challenge, I thought immediately about this humble little place in the Rockies.  The roots that bind me to this little old miner's cabin near Boulder, CO run very deep.   My father's family has been in the Boulder area since the...

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Four Days in Tennessee

Four Days in Tennessee

Coordinating a transcontinental reunion is about as challenging as it sounds. It was Laura’s idea.  She’d been looking into the Cummins Fall Marathon pretty much since we’d gotten back from Cuba. 2016 was not to be, at least for me.  Four international vacations had...

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Rock Climbing Italian Style

Rock Climbing Italian Style

The biggest challenge with the whole language barrier is, when someone says something that doesn't entirely make sense, deciding if one should laugh, ask for clarification, or offer up a withering glare. For example, when I asked the bus driver which stop was for my...

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The Marabana

The Marabana

Somehow, I never really connected that Cuba is a third world country.  That changed before I ever left Miami. Which was about twelve hours late. I'm not sure what time we were supposed to leave originally--some say the flight was originally scheduled for 11am, which...

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