living in the tent house

We are back.  We spent time with family for a funeral.  It was a sad time but good.  Then we spent a week camping at the base of this mountain.

The boyos and I lived in what became known as the tent house in Kyle Canyon.  We went to Death Valley and looked at places I spent time doing field work at over twenty years ago.  We went to the Atomic Testing museum.  My Beloved's grandfather worked on some of those projects.

We found a ski resort and learned to snowboard!  We spent three days on boards on the mountain.  I know I am still getting my energy back and healing all the new bruises and aches but I had so much fun.  I actually skateboarded home from work today so I could be on a board but my bicycle is in the shop.

I am getting my head around being back in the city.  I am not feeling very creative yet, mostly just catching up.  Maybe I will have more words tomorrow.