PURGATORY IN PAGOSA – PART ONE
In a dirty, wobbly, smelly, cramped 206 square feet, roaming around from campground to campground having absolutely no idea what lay in store for us in the immediate future.
DERAILED IN DURANGO
From Pueblo we pulled the caboose to Durango where we rendezvoused with Nate’s infamous Great Uncle Skipper.
THE DEVIL WENT DOWN TO WYOMING
We crossed the eastern border, set up camp, and sped out to Devil’s Tower as a gnarly weather system thundered towards us.
MONUMENTAL SOUTH DAKOTA
From the cornfields and old farms of Iowa we shot northwest into South Dakota.
OUR OWN PRIVATE IDAHO
For a few brief, luxurious moments we can live in a world that isn’t a runaway clown car of fear.
CAVEAT IN COLORADO
Before we jump too much deeper into our adventures, we should let everyone in on some things.
RENDEZVOUS IN IOWA
From Arkansas we shot straight north and landed in Eldora, Iowa, where Nate’s ol’ Army buddy Folkerts lives.
