Mountains and clouds at sunset

Peeing in the Woods

I was drawn to Philmont in the summer of 2014, and if you will excuse the informal sentence structure, I’d like to say: Best. Job. EVER.

Rocky hill next to red, white, and blue windmill

Point of Rocks

Sometimes, the best adventures happen when you’ve been kidnapped. Well, okay. Not really kidnapped, but definitely held captive. Will, Jenny, and I had gone to town for dinner one Tuesday

White crosses marking many graves in front of a hill

Dawson Cemetery

Jenny, Will, and I all had an afternoon off recently, so we decided to go for another grand adventure. We headed north toward Raton, but made a quick detour to

American Flag

Exploring Fort Union National Monument

Happy Independence Day Eve, everybody! As an unintentional early celebration, my friends Jenny, Will, and I drove out to Fort Union National Monument for a Civil War living history encampment a