It's the annual haul the family to Utah road trip again. Two things I like most about the whole experience is 1) no cell phone reception-- so, no really, you can't get hold of me and 2) Cowboys. Working cowboys. Guys with nasal twangs and bowed legs. Faded jean, broken in boots and eyes crinkled by the sun.
Plus, this year we should fit right in...we're taking the BAT (Big Ass Truck).