Once we were back in Colorado, we settled at one of our spots. Far enough from the city, but close enough to get shit done. Views of the mountains and front range and only the sound of wind and nearby animals. I think it only took a few days before we got hit with the bomb cyclone and the sound…
June 11–15, 2019 Up Close & Personal Flaming Gorge marked the halfway point between Fruita and Jackson, so we made the trip in a few hours. The landscape was mostly gentle and rolling, and the Teton Range started as nothing more than a small dot in the distance. As we moved closer, though, the mountains grew larger, until we entered…
