Arches? Arches? “I don’t have to show you any stinkin’ arches.” We’re having a krazy desert kamping weekend in Arches National Park anyway. In October! What can I say–Fratguy is a New Englander, so the less comfortable he is, the more fun he’s having. (Plus, he does all the work and delivers my steaming mug of coffee in the morning while I snooze in my 20-degree bag.) I’m a little abashed that I’ve lived in Colorado for nearly a decade and I’m just now getting around to this trip.
Blogging will resume when we cross back over the state line. Talk amongst yourselves. And be nice!