One morning, many years ago, when I still had the energy to hustle for new advertising, I stopped by a new store on Center Street. It was called Walkabout Travel Gear and I hoped the owners might want to promote…
Rumors were flying last November that the ‘24 Hours of Moab’ bike race was at an end after its organizers reported “a precipitous drop in attendence (sic) in 2011 (has) put the continuation of the event in question.” But apparently…
Many Moabites were not quick to embrace the Mountain Bike Phenomenon. Local businesses geared to tourism were the first to see the benefit and tolerated the invasion, if not fully embracing it. Old Moab was not so generous. These guys…
Our friend martin Murie left us in January, but with the permission and blessings of his family, we would like to re-print some of his best essays from the past decade. Here is one of Martin’s first contributions, a…
Mary was married July 3, 1924. Jack was working for Beeson’s at that time, they had practically adopted him anyway. July 24, 1924 Jack and Mary took me to Castleton for the 24th Celebration. They had a little Model T…
BEYOND BELIEF It isn’t what we don’t know that gives us trouble; it’s what we know that ain’t so. – Will Rogers Let’s all try a little thought experiment. The next time you hear your favorite politician refer…
Winter is slowly leaving the High Atlas as I pass the milestone of having been a Peace Corps Volunteer serving in Morocco for two years now. Two years; it’s hard to believe that it has been so long since I…