For the third year in a row, we’ve taken time out of our summer performing tour to write music at a “composing residency” in a rustic cabin in Colorado. This year we rented a cabin in the La Garita mountains just outside of the San Luis Valley. The cabin is a forty minute drive down…
Andy and I spent two days in a cabin we rented in central Colorado preparing for our tango gig in Glenwood Springs. After five years of playing tango together we are finally doing our first milonga entirely from memory–something we should have done sooner! If you ever visit Glenwood, don’t miss the hot springs (especially…
Andy and I camped at the Flaming Gorge National Recreation Area on our way through Utah yesterday. Our campsite was 30 feet away from a 1300 foot drop off overlooking the red rock canyon walls with the Green River below. Although Ed Abbey would probably want to take down the dam that make this reservoir…
And now some words of wisdom from Andy B in the Uintah Wilderness… “It is so nice to be in the backcountry away from things because I feel like there are no temptations, such as: no place to spend money no place to go out no Martha’s Vineyard no computer to waste time googling useless…
Andy and I took a three night mind clearing trip to Canada’s Lake Superior Provincial Park, located two hours north of Sault Ste. Marie, MI. Day 1: When we arrived the lake was like absolute glass! Barely any movement at the shoreline. Sunny. 70 degrees during the day…50 at night. Day 2: The guy at…
Ahh, Natural Resources… Nothing is too far away from the water source in the Canyonlands campground, but we were worried about finding a place to filter water out in the backcounty. Water is available only in small isolated pools usually as the base of a rock outcrop in the upper parts of the canyons. When…
First Few Steps Into Canyonlands Andy drove 26 hours straight through the night to Canyonlands National Park for a six night backpacking trip! I kept Andy up in the wee hours of the night with my obnoxious harmony singing with all of the junk on the radio. (so far I still haven’t touched the wheel)…
