Yesterday afternoon, Molly and I headed to Zion to go hunting for frog photos. Hoping to find a place as equally frogtastic as the amphibious whorehouse we stumbled on last year, which long-time readers may remember from the post “no means no Kermit, and other tales from the first backpack of the season,” we failed...
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As I mentioned in the previous post, I took Friday off work to show Micah around Zion. Spent Thursday night camped out at some sort of hippie commune ranch thing. Woke up and hung around with hippie commune kitty. Micah chillaxed on a hammock. We visited the ghost town Grafton, got breakfast (not in Grafton),...