Grand Junction: cruising with my biker gang and taking in the verticality of
Colorado National Monument.
In May, Danielle and I embarked on an ambitious three-week tour of the West in which we reconnected with nearly everyone in our circle. It felt good to revive our wanderlust, and even better to soak in the unfailing love of our nearest and dearest. Thank you to cousin Abbey for graduating high school and providing the impetus for our return. Piecing together planes, trains, and rental cars, we made stops in Colorado, California and Oregon. Forgoing the innumerable photos of smiling people with arms around one another, here are a few glimpses of the grand tour.
Relishing that cold Truckee air, and high altitude bocce with Danielle's dad, JD.
Back in the City of Roses, enjoying a Forest Park walk with my Dad, Mike.
One too-brief night on the coast, reconnecting with friends.
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