The West
(the reboot)

I'm retelling the stories from my first season of road trips when I was four years old. That's 2018 in people years.

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Grand Canyon: It's just gorges

Death sat self-consciously behind them all, its bloodthirsty depths and time-stained teeth awkwardly out of place among the picnic tables, r

Almighty Mittens

There was something creepy about being so close to something so big.

Falling

"Oh look! A cairn." Mom veered toward a little stack of rocks. I sniffed the pile. "Hello, Karen. My name is Oscar."

PhoDOGrapher

"Heights... I can't... I'm too scared to get close enough to take a good picture," she admitted. "I was kind of hoping you'd do it for me."