Gather 'round, haters and skeptics: this is a message for you! I'm in Moab, the sun is setting, and the rocks are glowing pinkly and towering over the soft green cottonwood trees of the little valley where I've set up camp. There's a stream, too, that's currently babbling and burbling alongside my little temporary homestead. (You get 10,000 blog points and a free t-shirt if you spotted the little pun I made above) Anyway you know what else is great here in Moab? The hammock-tent is. That's correct, the hammock-tent is strung and it's glorious, rocking and swaying in the evening breeze and patiently waiting to hammock-tent me off to dreamland. So guess what, hammock-tent doubters? Y'all can suck it! Nay, y'all MUST suck it. We live in a democracy so I won't tell you what
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