Wanderful Roamings

One of our first big adventures was to a curious little state park in the middle of nowhere Utah.  We decided to visit Goblin Valley because Ben had learned about the odd rock formations in his geology class, it had camping spaces and it was close to home. Perfect for struggling college kids.  Goblin Valley SP I wasn't sure what exactly to expect (Pinterest wasn't a thing back then) when we pulled into the small treeless campground. Surely this wasn't camping! It was nearly 95 degrees, sandy and windy.  Despite all this, I was happy to see bathrooms... nice bathrooms... with flush-able toilets... and running water. SCORE!  Putting up our tent in the Utah desert wind was a complete joke as it kept flapping around everywhere. However, we eventually got our sweltering shelter put together and went to work blowing up the air mattress which we soon realized was much to big for our tent. Haha. Not only did the sides rub against the tent, causing it to...

I'm not sure how many other people are willing to admit to their addictions, but I will proudly stand and state that I love to travel, road trip, vacation, roam, journey, and everything else in between!   Despite my constant need to be going somewhere, I haven't always had the travel bug. During my childhood the majority of our family trips included day picnics in the Wasatch Mountains (Utah), hikes to Silver Lake and visiting family in Idaho - Okay and a vacation or two to Disney.  It wasn't until my honeymoon that I discovered how much fun road trips can be. My new husband and I set off for Yellowstone National Park the day after we were married in Salt Lake City.  I was seeing sites that I had only heard about before such as Old Faithful, Paint Pots, and Mammoth Hot Springs. Even though we were only able to stay a short time, that experience created a stirring in me that I haven't been able to shake over the past 13 years. Yellowstone May 21, 2005 ~ Look h...