Archive for September, 2002

Canyoneering Zion

With the rope locked tightly in my right hand, I took a moment to look down. Nothing but air stood between my neoprene boots and the sandy Zion canyon floor 100 feet below. The water-carved sandstone walls curved and contorted

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Mountain Biking the Soquel Demonstration Forest

I bunny-hopped the log pyramid, and whipped my bike around the corner, hovering slightly over the seat, gently guiding the bike by pressing my inner thighs against the saddle. We pushed through the deep, lush forest, spinning past thick stands

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