
Last weekend I headed up to
Moab for a little camping. It was great trip! I always increase the threat level up to red when I enter the church state of Utah. However, we somehow spared from
those that "serve and protect." They were too busy pulling over cars with tinted windows and left wing bumper stickers to notice our group was having more fun than Hunter S. Thomson on a Vegas binge.
However, we almost ended up in a survival situation after a midnight hike went a little long. But we managed to find our campsite after wondering aimlessly in the wilderness for a spell. I was starting to feel a little like the Hebrews that followed Moses around the desert for forty years. Its a good thing I wasn't rolling with Moses because I would have started bitchin' after about the first 6 hours. I would have surly been offered up as a sacrifice pretty early in the trip.