Vagabender

Mark and Uncle Neil, the builder from Brooklyn with wild U-haul tales and an indominable can-do energy.

A man and his Dog, on the lookout from the rocks above our campsite in Joshua Tree.

Mark and his Grandfather, Captain Frank; a salty old dog if there ever was one.

Perched on a rock being blown in the wind.

We went out into the Valley of the Goblins late into the night, getting ourselves close to lost in amongst the formations. Lucky for us Sixto could find the way back.

Thanks to Alley, Kim, Liz and Molly for putting us up over that first weekend in Berkeley!

Two roustabouts up on the sunset lookout point where we met the Germans.

This is us, in the parking lot of the motel in St. George where we're hanging out to get online for free.

On the porch in Berkeley. Photo credit to Kim.