Day 4 Bryce Canyon to Hanksville Mileage 159 Miles, States – Utah Behind schedule by 126 miles! Another fight this morning to get Jane to route us the way we wanted, but I was determined to take Hwy 12 on
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Canyons, Mesas and Hoodoos
Day 3 Zion National Park to Bryce Canyon Mileage 111 Miles, States – Nevada, Utah What a spectacular day! This post is all about the photos because no amount of describing stupendous red rock gorges and amazing geological structures can
Ailiens and Moonscapes
Day 2 Tonopah, Nevada to Zion National Park, Utah Mileage 347 Miles, States – Nevada, Utah I don’t know what AT&T did to Tonopah, but someone took the hump, and now it’s the only Cell phone provider that does not
The Ebbetts Pass and off the beaten track in Nevada
Day 1 San Jose, California to Tonopah, Nevada Mileage 430 Miles, States – California, Nevada I nearly had to bribe Jane* our GPS into routing today’s portion of the road trip. We needed to cross the Sierras. We’ve done the
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Stranger than fiction
This began as a Facebook post that started to run on a bit, and I decided to simply turn it into a blog post. I originally began by saying (in my little Facebook voice!), “So, I’ve been researching stop off
The Mount Whitney Trail
Continued from the last post… One week to the day before the ascent up Mount Whiney, My Husband was diagnosed with shingles! So much for my spider bite diagnosis – note to self – leave doctoring to the doctors! The
Preparing for Mount Whitney
When my mountaineering friends from Ireland suggested we climb Whitney together when they came to visit, I agreed on one condition – My Husband had to come with me. I guessed the camping element would put him off, he’d say
Emigration, immigration and wanting to be in two places at once!
I clearly remember the morning that I left Ireland to immigrate to the USA. I was nipping out to the corner shop (last time I’d do that for a while – no such thing in suburban San Jose!) and as
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My bags are packed, I’m ready to go…
I just love the new direct flight between SFO and Dublin, Ireland. It leaves at such a civilized time. I’m sitting here in my pjs and fluffy pink dressing gown, tying up a few loose ends before I do the
Home – where the grass is greener, especially from March to November!
I didn’t want to be one of those Irish immigrants who cried into my beer and sang sad songs about missing the ould country. Oh, no, not me… And why would I, when I can see green fields from my
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