And I am NOT Hunter S. Thompson. 'Tis a pity. Photo by my wife and traveling companion, Lois Doubleday, who nearly died laughing after I cut off my hair. Constant wind with gusts to 60 and blood-sucking midges drove me over the edge after three days so out came the scissors, snip snip snip. Thursday, July 3, 2008
A Bad day on the White Rim Road, Canyonlands, Utah.
And I am NOT Hunter S. Thompson. 'Tis a pity. Photo by my wife and traveling companion, Lois Doubleday, who nearly died laughing after I cut off my hair. Constant wind with gusts to 60 and blood-sucking midges drove me over the edge after three days so out came the scissors, snip snip snip.
And I am NOT Hunter S. Thompson. 'Tis a pity. Photo by my wife and traveling companion, Lois Doubleday, who nearly died laughing after I cut off my hair. Constant wind with gusts to 60 and blood-sucking midges drove me over the edge after three days so out came the scissors, snip snip snip. 
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