keyhole

Sometimes after a long absence the hardest part of reconnecting is figuring out how to begin. Chronogolical order is great but that doesn't always work. You have to break the ice somehow and then just go from there.

I landed in Las Vegas, Nevada on a Sunday morning in late October. From there I had to do all the stuff: get the rental car, lunch, supplies and figure out how to get to Zion. By the time I pulled into our spot at the Watchman campground the sun was going down and I was beat but Edmund and Bailey were already there and ready to go.

I could have made excuses about 20 hours of travel or how my legs already hurt but instead I said let's go, and Keyhole we did.