Great Lake Room
I’ve been told I have RBF. And when I say I’ve been told, like I’ve told myself. I believe my RBF keeps people from approaching me because I look scary. But something magical happened while at Carlsbad Caverns as my RBF, or resting bitch face must have vanished. Strangers from all walks were having me take photos of them at the caverns, asked for advice about the dog kennels at the caverns, and sought motivation from me on the hike up out of the cavern.
Honestly it was strange. Not to the point that Tony Robbins should be worried however! Continue reading
Black Canyon Of The Gunnison National Park
To say that the Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park is underrated is an understatement. I realized this as I stood in a hotel lobby in Gunnison Colorado, a mere 1 hour away from the national park. As I checked out the clerk asked me what I was going to do for the day. I told her I would be visiting the Black Canyon Of The Gunnison National Park. She responded “Oh I’ve never heard of that”. Wait, what? We will give her the benefit of the doubt that she was new to the area. Continue reading
Marble Brewing Albuquerque New Mexico
When I arrived at Marble Brewing in Albuquerque New Mexico I decided to scope things out before I did the unthinkable. Take two dogs into a brewery at the same time, with no help.
I walked into the brewery, solo, though an outside patio and asked the bartender if dogs were allowed on the patio. She let me know they were dog friendly on the patio and I placed an order for a beer flight, letting her know I would be out on the patio with the dogs. I returned to the car to fetch Boomer and Jovi. It was going to be challenging to bring them both, but it was hot outside and it was safer for me to take them in with me. Continue reading
Historic Brewing Company
I have been known to give my GPS, Samantha, a hard time. She is not great at finding the places I ask her to find. But in all truth, neither am I. This fact was proven while in Williams Arizona. When I arrived to Williams I was looking for the Grand Canyon Brewing Company. Samantha proudly spouted off “you have reached your destination” and like often, my destination was no where in sight. I was frustrated as I circled the street looking for the brewery. Usually I can pride myself often on my ability to find breweries but today my beer-dar was off. I could not find the brewery and gave up. Although I gave up on finding the brewery, I had not given up on finding beer, or another brewery. Continue reading
Dog Friendly Grand Canyon South Rim
“Just take the photo. Don’t take it in manual. Everyone tries to take photos in manual and they end up with a bunch of fuzzy photos”
This guy became my hero as I walked past him. He was standing near the rim of the Grand Canyon chirping at his friend holding a fancy DSLR, who had obviously become offended. But lets also be honest, how many of those people toting around DSLRs actually know how to work them? Probably fewer then what you see. The chirpper had a point, no one wants fuzzy photos. And how often are you standing at the rim of the Grand Canyon? Unless you are a Grand Canyon park ranger, probably not often. So why risk a fuzzy photo? Continue reading
Red Rock Brewery Hefeweizen
While in the middle of a horrifically long day of driving I decided to stop at Red Rock Brewery Salt Lake City Utah for lunch. The stop was meant to break up my day a bit. I pulled off the highway into downtown Salt Lake City traffic. I come from a small town and like to occasionally remind myself why I do not live in a larger city as I do not handle the stress of traffic well. And it’s not even like Salt Lake is a huge city!
I’m spoiled, I know. Continue reading
Idaho Potato Museum in Blackfoot Idaho
When I tell people I am from Idaho they often say “oh do you grow potatoes?” and chuckle at the fact that they know at least one thing about Idaho. This comment often results in an eye roll from me. But I guess I should be glad that they know at least something about Idaho.
Yes our state grows potatoes, but I will be honest I have never grown a potato. I will pause now for the collective gasp. Even more shocking than that, when I do eat a potato it is often not even from my state, but from the neighboring state of Washington. Idaho is busy exporting their potatoes to the East Coast of the country. You’re welcome East Coast, those Idaho potatoes are tasty… so I’ve heard 🙂 Continue reading
Beaverhead Brewing Dillon Montana
The phone rang with the question “Are you enjoying your beer at Beaverhead Brewing?” I quickly looked around the tap-room perplexed, looking for my dad. His voice was on the other end of the phone. He was of course not there, but he did have a very detailed itinerary that I had left with him, as I do before any trip I take. I leave the itinerary with him just in case I go missing. So far, so good. I have not gone missing and apparently I show up to where I am supposed to be at the time I scheduled myself to be. Continue reading
Looking into the brewery of Daft Badger
You know the saying “don’t poke the bear”? So it means don’t provoke the person, right? Well I have a similar saying except I replace the bear with a badger. Why? Because a badger is way more scary than a bear. Badgers are rarely seen, somewhat vicious and nocturnal. These are all things I can relate to.
OK… sometimes I’m awake during the day. Continue reading