Wanderlusting.

Perhaps a little prose is more appropriate for this one…it’s long, but it’s a night I won’t soon forget. This is the story of how $3, a fast car, the threat of instantaneous death by lightning, and a van full of artists, transsexuals, and an Argentinian turned a potentially dreary night into an amazing one.…

Where I woke up *this* morning… Originally uploaded by gewekean Last night was…absolutely unbelievable. Last-minute backcountry camping in White Sands…I’m still catching my breath. Watching the sun rise over the infinite expanse of dunes is something I’ll never forget in my entire life.

I’ve just posted blog entries for the last four days…I’ve been away from real Internet access (that is, besides my iPhone, which is good for little snapshots but not for anything real) for that long. Take a look if you want — two posts per day, one with words, one with pictures. I’ll try to…

I’ve seen so much of this in the past few days, I can’t help but write something here. If you, like me, are not from near the U.S.-Mexico border, you probably have no idea that all this was going on. The border is a police state. And I don’t say that lightly, and I don’t…

The latest memorable events from the road: More beautiful Arizona highways and lush desert. (“Lush desert” is an odd combination of words, but, believe me, it’s the only thing that remotely applies here.) With apologies to the Montana readership, Arizona and New Mexico are, well, at least “really rather large sky” country. ;-) Montana is…

And onwards, always onwards: It was at least as wonderful waking up at Organ Pipe as it was falling asleep there. And getting up at 5 AM, while painful back home, seems very, very…natural, out here. You fall asleep with the sun and wake up with the sun. Lukeville, Arizona: my first border town. Border…