It's been a rainy May in Utah. Headed south to Gooseberry Mesa to try and dry out. The road was still a little slick the night we got there. But if you ask me (and my Subaru)... that equals F-U-N! Yeeah!
It's a moose. We named him Goose. He came from the town of Beaver. True story.
A weekend spent biking, camping, and hanging with friends is a weekend good for the soul. And staring at the southern Utah eye candy of cliffs around Zion doesn't hurt either.
You may recognize Tanya from such places as the October 2010 cover of Backcountry Magazine. What? The desert bears no resemblance!? Weird.