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Adventures in Van Dwelling: Truck Stop Misery

It's just past midnight as we pull in to yet another rest stop in Middle-America.  A foggy haze lingers in the air as the parking stalls bask in the street lights' tangerine glow.  Moths thump and swirl around the glowing bulbs and fireflies drift silently and gracefully up from the grass and through the trees, casting their magic upon all those who dare gaze.

The gravel crackles under our tires as the van rolls slowly into it's spot and the engine shuts off.  It's quiet, but only for a moment as our ears adjust and the hum-drum-rumbles of the surrounding 18 wheelers fill the night air.  At first I find myself miffed by their inconsideration of my peaceful roadside moment, but within minutes my level of understanding raises along with the internal temperature of our van.

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Our First Official Piece of Fan Art!

We're feeling so flattered!  Check out our first official fan art sketch drawn by our good friend, Seth Kidd. Read more
Cool sunset/sculpture/lamp in LoDo.
The Denver Skyline as seen from one of our parking/napping spots
Meisha's view of the Denver Skyline
Snappin a pic of Meisha snappin a pic.
Chillin in Denver traffic.
Snappin a pic of Josh snappin a pic
Watching the geese and pond reflections at Denver City Park
These kids stopped Meisha in the street and asked her to take their picture. So she did.
Awesome sunset at Wash Park
Happened to stumble across the Denver Slut Walk while we were hanging around downtown.
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Mile High CouchSurfing and Other Shenanigans

The freeway carries on it's familiar hum as we descend from the Rocky Mountains into the Denver valley. We find ourselves in a road-coma as we begin the physical and mental recovery from the last 3 days of brain-melting bass music and craziness at the Sonic Bloom electronic music festival.

Upon breaching the city barrier, we decide to pull over, find a park and further develop our plans of reanimation. While driving towards the nearest park, Meisha's nose suddenly begins to gush blood. We frantically grab any visible absorbent materials and pull over to assess the situation. Meisha's nose has never been a fan of dramatic altitude changes and doesn't seem to appreciate the drop from 10,000 to 5,000 feet.

This little incident is finally enough to convince us to do the unthinkable.
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The Unclarity of Clear Creek

Why do I even enjoy or entertain the thought of climbing?  Increasingly I find myself puzzled of my desire, when I often have exasperating days of failure.  Is it really the want to feel the rock as I scale the crags, a knowing that it is something I can accomplish, or merely the need to put myself up for personal collapse and self loathing?

Sometimes I believe it’s only a way to put myself down, but the emotional occurrences brought when your feet are flat on the ground after topping a route can be amazingly speechless.  Beyond almost anything I have ever encountered in my accomplishments of other medians. Read more

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