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“Montana. It’s everything Colorado thinks it is.”

And so we continue our Montana escapades.  After the honeymoon, Tim and I settled down to clean the inboxes and

Happy New Years Eve Eve!

After a noisy night, Tim and I woke up in the Scottsdale desert surrounded by rain puddles.  The storms that

MicroBlogging

As some of you may have noticed..um Weis…our blogging has petered out over the last few months.   So Tim and

30 Years

May 31st, 1980, I stood in my Nanny’s bedroom watching my mom slip on a delicate flowered floor length sun

Sweet Arizona Sunshine

Tim and I arrived back on the Mesa at 10 pm Sunday night.  It was chilly and we were tired. 

Feasts

It was 6 pm by the time Tim and I had driven the 270 miles north up I15 to Salt

Senor Diaz es el Diablo

We arrived to Gooseberry Mesa at 3 am on May 17th and were greeted by the entire Staebler family.  Sam,

Fruita Rocks

It was dark and cold at midnight. Fires dotted the camps. And down by the lake, 87 bikers prepared for

Fruita Fat Tire

After a week in the mountain biking mecca of Fruita, CO, Tim and I are feeling like we’re home.  We