Someone asked me the other day about this; well, they said “so I see you write a blog” and I was like “yeah I guess” and afterwards I wished I would have said “well it’s my journal, but yeah I make it public” because writing about this shit is cathartic and it is RAD to have it all recorded to look at whenever I want. Anyway, I realized recently that I have many things I want to write about but I’ve been stuck on this last trip with Luna. I wrote about the Grand Canyon, which was still sad but I guess doable because it didn’t so much involve her directly? This one is not going to happen though. So in order to put this trip to bed, here is the public record of my photos, barely even captioned, and now I may move on.
The Red Canyon/Bryce bike path system is so rad, and I think the first time I ever saw those steep grade signs made specifically for bikes. I was charmed, to say the least, and I’m shocked that I didn’t end up with even one (or 12) photos of them.
Hoodoos
Tropic
Cannonville. It’s like a totally different place.
Grand Staircase Escalante
That pizza box was on the rack for like 2 days until I found a trash can
There’s a fountain Coke in one of the bottle cages
Lu’s favorite campsite ever
Coyotes came into this camp. Lu stared them down, and they left.
The rolling green hills of the…desert
Stop taking a picture and pack up your fucking camp Sarah.
roadside dog agility park. Tropic, population 400
This is the good one, where Luna is *not* peeing
next adventure 
Thx for sharing your thoughts with us
Thanks for following along, Jake!