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One of my favorite deucers, Glen, sends chilly greetings from Alaska:  

And word to the wise care of Bill Bagg’s State Park, as if you hadn’t noticed:

Danny representing and Luke in Scotland.

Cannae wait to see them in kilts.

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To celebrate my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary, my entire family rafted down the Colorado River through the Grand Canyon last week. 277 miles, 150 named rapids.

We embark from Lee’s Ferry and end at Lake Mead. What a trip. The Canyon is up to its same old majestic splendor, the stars shine and this time the water is clear for the first couple of days until the rains muddy her up. Our amazing tour guide/boatman, Bob Dye with  Grand Canyon Expeditions, leads us downstream. Jason Mackelprang leads the other boat and Donna and MacKenzie are their assistants.  

We spot Big Horn Sheep:

We hike upstream to visit gorgeous waterfalls:  

One of my favorite places is Red Wall Cavern:

The kids enjoy jumping of rocks, cliffs, and the boat:

Bob teaches us geology (don’t take your schist for granite), archeology, and mostly Canyon History. Powell, anyone? Anyone? Here’re some more pix:

Toward the end of the trip we pass the Hualapai Indian’s Skywalk – glass-bottom viewing platform that juts out of a side canyon:

And finally, on our ride back to Vegas we see the still-under-construction Hoover Dam Bypass over Black Canyon which will be the largest concrete arch bridge in the United States:

What a wonderful celebration of family and 50 years of marriage.

Michigan Deucer, Julie, shimmies up between rocks in Arizona:

Vegas, Baby.

Former deuce bartender, Maid Marion showed me around Vegas. Had an awesome day.

She says hullo to all deucers.

sing with me everybody…uno de enero, dos de febrero…siete de julio SAN FERMIN!

I’ve always loved  Hemingway, and my favorite is The Sun Also Rises, so it’s not surprising that I’ve gone to Pamplona a couple times, trying to capture the romance, mystique , and joie de vivre of Brett and Jake and even Robert. While Pamplona during San Fermin is many things, I wouldn’t call it romantic.  

On the packed trains heading toward basque country, you meet people who’ve done Pamplona, and if they’re worth their salt, they’ll show you their scars. 

The mountain town is packed with revelers from all over Europe. Marching bands parade around the plaza. Every bar is packedl; we preferred the Cafe Eslava. The other bars we called, “Porque no?”  

In order not to miss the encierro at 7:00am, we’d stay up all night. And in the chilly, slippery mornings we would watch the town explode with the running. After the run, we’d crowd in the arena and watch people play. Here’s el Tordobes getting flipped:

It was such a spectacular flip he made the Navarro Times: .

We spent most of those weeks in our whites, drinking sangria, dancing, and enjoying life and la fiesta:

This year, el siete de julio coincides with the full moon. The Buck moon.

Good times. Arriba abajo al centro pa dentro.

Ole.

Sam continues her European adventure and adds France to the list of Deucers Around the World.

Tres bien fait, Sam.