Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.

Autumn on a Moab road

Day 1: Moab. So we're riding on this fine smooth road and I get blown away by the colors.

I had never been here in the Autumn when there wasn't already snow in the area.

And these colors! My god, these colors could only be painted by a higher deity. God. Goddess. Krishna. Laxsmi. The Source. Whoever it was did a mighty fine job.

At one point I thought I was hallucinating because the colors were so very vibrant. The setting - dramatic as all get out.

Finally, my patience at its end, I turned to the Big D and said - pull the eff over for god's sake. I need to see what's creating all this color.