There was a tee-shirt I’d meant to buy whilst I was in Albuquerque, but somehow I never did. It had the splendid slogan:
New Mexico: Neither New Nor Mexico
These were just shot through the car window. No, I wasn’t driving … my friends aren’t daft enough to trust me with any machinery bigger than [...]

Twelve years ago some of my non-tattooed friends warned me that I might regret having tattoos when I’m older.
Now that I’m older, those same friends warn me that getting a new tattoo is just a mid-life crisis thing. [*rolls eyes*]
I guess they just don’t like tattoos.

Walnut Canyon is near Flagstaff in Arizona, just below the very wonderful San Francisco Mountains (which are nowhere near San Francisco, California, in case you wondered). It’s a beautiful canyon with a fascinating history of ancient cliff dwellings and a lovely trail that’s very much worth a visit. (If you’re an evangelical christian [...]

Mesa del Sol, New Mexico, is a wonderfully bleak bit of emptiness south of Albuquerque. All browns and greys, but so much texture.

Almost finished with Sedona, I promise.

If you don’t use (or ever intend to use) GIMP for image manipulation, you probably don’t want to bother reading this
I was chatting to someone who thought I must get tired resizing images and adding borders for this journal. I’m far too lazy to do that. I wrote a gimp script [...]

The Grand Canyon boggles my mind. Ben Nevis (the tallest mountain in the UK) is 1344 metres (4409 feet) from sea level to peak. The South Kaibab trail (which we hiked down and back up) is 1455 metres (4780 feet) in height from the rim to the river. That’s such a huge [...]

Fewer big things, more little things.

The first morning in Sedona we got up early to hike to Bell Rock. The early light on the red rocks was so beautiful that the next day we decided to get up well before dawn to catch the sunrise. But more about that another time.