We are fortunate to be living in an outdoor paradise here in Park City. People who move here, like us, do so largely because of the lifestyle. We love to be active and outside. We have, over the years, joined our fair share of golf and tennis clubs, and have enjoyed the camaraderie and activities available. But when we moved to Park City, we discovered two clubs of a very different style; both totally run by volunteers, with no clubhouses, membership committees or initiation fees. One was the Park City Mountain Sports Club. Their website describes the club as a “volunteer outdoor recreation club for adults”, offering activities including hiking,…

Our summer travels are at an end, and we are back home in Utah. I’m back at school, but our memories of a wonderful time back east are still fresh in our minds. I want to share an experience that has resonated with me for the past two summers, Disc Golf. The adventure began in the summer of 2021 when I read about the connection between disc golf, beer, and cannabis in a free publication that I picked up at Trinken Brewing Co., a craft brewer in Bath, Maine. My memories of playing Frisbee Golf (can’t call it that any more, for trademark reasons!) in the quad at college came…

This summer is just too beautiful to spend much time at the computer, which explains the paucity of blog posts. It seems like yesterday that the Rippers were heading east from Utah, and here Cub Reporter Gail (CRG) is typing on the Garden State Parkway on our way back west. Summer is hardly over, but for teachers like CRG, August brings the start of school. It is time to go home but not without a few adventures along the way. The first, but hopefully not the last, was a last minute invite from the owner of Thesis, the maker of our bikes, to join him for the now famous, and…

Our annual cross-country journey never grows old. Even though we move at a fast pace, especially on our way East, there are always surprises. This year’s trip, in early June, provided a good example. A last minute decision to push beyond Toledo, Ohio had us camping beside the highway at a Law Enforcement Training Center for police dogs, which is part of Harvest Hosts, about which you may recall we wrote last year. Despite the possibility of horrific encounters between Piper, our sweet but territorial Great Pyrenees and the German Shepherds in residence, all was quiet except for the hum of the highway and an occasional train whistle. A quick…