Winding, Crooked Trails

Shared Expressions and Musings with a Connection to the Origin of Things and a Surly Hatred of Progress and Development along with a Churlish Resistance to all Popular Improvements (except for HDTV and Dolby 5:1 surround sound and maybe Books on CD) (thanks Ed)

Friday, October 15, 2004

Deadhorse Point.........I've always wanted to camp right there and watch the night fall and the day come back again. No tent, just one sleeping bag and someone who would understand and embrace the experience. A tiny fire so as not to ruin it for the stars.