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Eating Horses

After Nacho’s inspirational climb of the Alpe d’Huez we descended the switchbacks and were deposited in the quaint village of Bourg d’Oisans. We would spend the next few days making our way northwest to Paris, but before doing so we needed to grab a few odds and ends...

The Alpine Reunion

“I know it’s somewhere!” she cried out in frustration as she flipped through a stack of twenty full size trail maps, each showing a mess of trails that slipped between valleys and up endless snow-capped peaks. They were some of the best trails in the world. “He’s like...

The Hemingway Hunter(s)

With limited time to spend in Europe I was going to have to think of something sneaky and clever to get Sheena to let me have my way. While Sheena wanted to walk around fancy European trinket markets looking at shiny objects and sampling candied fruits and nuts, I had...

On the Banks of the Rio Darro

The grass along the banks of the Rio Darro hung tall and still under the roasting midday sun. Below the dipping reeds the water flowed crystal clear without hint of turbulence, like air with the viscosity of motor oil. A group of orange and white cats passively...

The Camel Chasers

Off in the distance, just a few hundred feet from Nacho two camels wandered through the desert. They appeared to be wild and definitely uninterested in developing a friendship with Brad despite his desperate attempts to hand feed them a tree branch. He soon enough...