The Evening Redness in the West

Indian Creek, Utah.  End of my first day of splitter climbing, last November.  No scalphunters or gigantic, bald, erudite, bloodthirsty demons encountered.

In Memoriam

A wonderful dog, doing what he loved.  We all miss you, Buddy.

Serenity Now!

I feel like I've used that title before, but I don't care.  When I look at this picture, I hear those little chimes used in yoga classes to bring you out of Shavasana.  Serenity now, indeed.

Local Cragging

I touched some rocks!  New rocks, even!  Yay for spring-ish and a start to the season.  It was a ridiculously gorgeous day at Safe Harbor, and the climbing was full of calf-burning slab and nice views of the Susquehanna.

This picture, however, is from last year (MC cruising up...something. And wearing my helmet, no less), and is a different pile of local semi-choss (Birdsboro!).  I didn't take my camera.

Rollercoaster of Love...

...or untimely death.  Or love with a meth addict.

That said, this is an ostensibly functional amusement ride for children at the Kathmandu Zoo, Nepal.

Full disclosure: I totally desaturated all the colors but red to maximize the horrorshow-vibe.  I couldn't help myself.

Stir-Crazy

Plastic =/= rock.  WIIIIIIIINTEEEEEER.

Road to Nowhere

Late afternoon busting through lingering storm clouds over a very pleasant bike path near Copper, Colorado.