Astrid was thankful and gracious for the adventure and challenge of every journey she took, but some days and places were more impactful than others. On this particular trip, she loved the car museum, appreciated the observatory, valued the experience to tour obscene, crumbling wealth, but when submerged in nature, on a trail, moving throughContinue reading “CA: The Pinnacle”
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AZ: Outside Expectations
From Las Vegas, the family drove to Kingman, Arizona to stay a night, then started out toward Grand Canyon National Park in the morning. The landscape slowly became more green, but the rocks, boulders and gravel were a constant along the route. Once at the park, they left their rented car in lot C, byContinue reading “AZ: Outside Expectations”
19,000 Feet Under the Fjord*
p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px \’Baskerville SemiBold\’} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Baskerville; min-height: 14.0px} p.p3 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Baskerville} span.s1 {font: 12.0px Baskerville; letter-spacing: 0.0px} span.s2 {letter-spacing: 0.0px} span.Apple-tab-span {white-space:pre} April 3, 2018 “Ready?” Bjorn asked. “What? You said 9 a.m., it’s only 8:30,” AstridContinue reading “19,000 Feet Under the Fjord*”
Violent Heights, Fed by Ravens and Lucky Stars
Day 5.2 A Gentle Hike to Violent Heights:Taft Point Next on the agenda was a peaceful hike through landscape that looked like it was recovering from prescribed fires. The tall, sparsely limbed pines were sprinkled with bright green moss. Grey-white boulders lay scattered about like pebbles spilled on the forest floor. “What movie setting doesContinue reading “Violent Heights, Fed by Ravens and Lucky Stars”
The First Raven, Battered Batteries, and Gradients
{The Longest} Day 2.2 The robotic voice of Google Maps directed them away from San Francisco Airport toward the city by way of a wide, undistinguished highway. After a dozen quick miles, it led them to an inefficient scenic route that took them through neighborhoods of narrow, high houses standing like books on aContinue reading “The First Raven, Battered Batteries, and Gradients”
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