The time of year I normally travel through this area (winter) has always made it difficult to visit the Gila Cliff Dwellings National Monument. The monument is well outside of cellular coverage and way up above 5000 ft elevation, so I have skipped past it for eight years now. Kerri...
Las Cruces will be the furthest East we go this year. After diligently watching the Bellingham weather we decided to start our migration back towards Washington. With the about-face came a weekend of opportunity. The opportunity to explore a small slice of New Mexico that neither Kerri or I have...
The last time I was in this area, this road wasn’t paved. I was surprised to see what was once a long and washboard dirt road was now smooth asphalt. I was wondering why they would pave such a nondescript road, well outside the city proper when I saw the...
My previous visit to Bisbee (way before I met Kerri) left me with a sour taste in my mouth. Honestly, I didn’t much care to make a return visit, but with Kerri having never been I took one for the team. We arrived early enough to be able to park...
The entire past week was spent in Ajo, Arizona, where we were meeting up with a small group of like-minded-nomads. Ajo holds a special place in Kerri and my life; we came here together soon after we met back in 2015, and we discovered Left Hand Nitro Stout here as...
We had the work week to burn between leaving Cottonwood and arriving to Ajo, Arizona for a meetup with friends. Our only real objective for the week was to get to a warmer locale, which meant lower in elevation. That is where the greater Phoenix area comes into play, again....
I wasn’t sure if I’d write up this post, since Arizona is widely known as an extremely gun-friendly state. Buying and carrying of a gun comes with few restrictions compared to other states. That is a bit of an understatement actually. Arizona is likely one of the easiest states to...
We ended up in Cottonwood, after running from the higher elevations (and incoming snow) of Payson. Not that we ended up much lower, and the temperatures would still be well below comfortable all week anyway. We would even get snow during our stay here, the very thing we were trying...
Kerri loves to find random dirt roads to direct me down. Normally they do not need to be historic in any way, but this one had a bit of history. The Apache Trail was once used by the Apache Indians (can I still say Indians or is that offensive now?)...
During the failed off-road adventures earlier in our weekend, we were catching glimpses of a majestic mountain to our North. It’s shape just kept drawing my eyes up to it, and I wished a dirt road led out to it from where we stood, but none did. Since we could...
