So i flew in to Grand Junction, spent a day with il bambino and the fam, then blammo, Amy's dad and i busted out to Utah to spend a few days working at the Cabin. If memory serves me right, it was built in 1923 by Amy's great grandfather. Since that time it's been added on to and fixed up, primarily by Amy's Uncle Bob. Located high up in the Uintas, it was a real climate shift from desert-like Fruita with much cooler temps and a bit more humidity and as you can see from these photos, it's just down right ugly around there.
more photos to come...
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That's RJ the wonder dog! impervious to mountain streams and capable of carrying his own kibble.
You didn't happen to be next door to the Unabomber?
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