... нave no pнone ѕervιce📷🏜 THIS WAS TODAY IN ARIZONA, KINGMAN. THATS THE COLORADO RIVER W̠h̠e̠n̠ t̠h̠i̠n̠g̠s̠ g̠e̠t̠ c̠o̠n̠f̠u̠s̠i̠n̠g̠, f̠r̠u̠s̠t̠r̠a̠t̠i̠n̠g̠; r̠a̠s̠h̠ d̠e̠c̠i̠s̠i̠o̠n̠s̠ a̠r̠e̠ s̠o̠

Ulog 29 Yesterday a friend of mine & a friend of the kids joined to spend a day on the Colorado river. (My sons & their friend pictured here) Lets go back, this day all started with me fillin up

There are stories of a flood in the early 20th century, where the river rose so high that it almost touched the bottom of the railroad bridge that crosses from Arizona to California. I can't even imagine

When I was growing up, the Colorado river was not somewhere you wanted to hang out. The water was filthy, the river banks were worse, and there was a good chance you'd catch something other than fish.

Finally. It is happening. The long-awaited vacation is here. Actually it is a journey. Not a vacation. A journey that changed the way we view the world and expanded our horizon once again. We had great