I rambled across the US with my dog and shared a message that I was simultaneously recieving. The land we reside on are sacred space for us all, regardless of political view. I came to realize as I crossed the country that it's one issue we are unanimous on. I hope the parks always bring us together.
I gave it all to face it all. Up into the rafters we’ve sailed free from the safety to seek the destruction. Bring home the tales we sold ourselves true.
We posted up near the river. It was such a blue green and the sand was such a red brown. I could have stared at it all day. In fact, I did... for three days to be exact.
Angels Landing was ridiculously frightening. I didn’t know this but people die there every year. It’s really nothing for the thin skinned. There was an 86 year old man going up for his birthday. What a fucken champ! Also, as we left Zion I got my wish… saw some big horned sheep in the flesh. 😍
Duke and I posted up outside Arches for a few days to soak in the Colorado river and Moab. What a zinger of a town! I'd live there in a heartbeat and a booty shake. I loved the random thunderstorms in our tent. Books are so much more delicious in thunder storms!
Scenes from Arches and on the road in Utah. Ps. Utah is amaze-bawls. Like paradise on Mars and Pluto combined. And of course the occasional freaky antler collector.
Stopped by Dani's house in Draper, UT. It was so nice to chill with such a dear old friend. Her baby girl, Ella is so big and hilarious! Friendship is the best ship. Love abounds!