A simple title for a simple entry.
I live in a place that is a world away from the heat and humidity that is so common throughout much of Asia. I live in a place where most Asians would be horrified with the sub zero temperatures that are so common five months out of the year. I live in a place where I imagine the sound of silence would be strange and more then a little disturbing to people who are accustomed to living in crowded metropolises of millions. I would also guess that the seemingly unending wilderness that is at my doorstep would be more then a little disconcerting to some people used to urban life in Asia.
But to me, this is home and at this time of year during the time in between, winter and autumn, there is no place I would rather be.
On the road again in the Rocky Mountains. Its the in between season where autumn and winter try to coexist

I guess I sound boring if I tell people one of my hobbies is driving. But I can think of nothing that soothes me more then a good drive through the mountains.

Hopefully I don't crash

I have alwasy been fascinated with ice and its formations

An open road. I just think of winter as a time when nature is taking a nap.

God's Country
