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My First (but not last) River Trip

I gazed at the rapids, flowing quickly. Water was splashing against boulders and being thrown back. "Are you sure?" I asked. It was early August. Our family set out on a "girls only" two day raft trip ...

The River Rats Gather to Dance

Babes n Bikes in the Backcountry

Capitol Reef National Park - Ladies Retreat

Tale of the Toe

Re-Discover Mountain Biking in Moab

The Greatest Earth on Show!

A Place to Find Your Personal Victory - Hot on the Trail

That's What Friends Are For

On a crisp October morning I perched on the side of Canaan Mountain, south of Zion, in the midst of a small grove of maples. The little trees clung to the shallow dirt on a ledge of Moenave Formation, which comprises the aptly named Vermilion Cliffs.