My mother didn't like that i cut my hair very very short and warned me that i'd be bald by 40. I sent her this postcard.

Drove down to Tucson for the Uomo Donna Ultimate Tournament. I like to drive different routes to and from ultimate tournaments. This time i packed up the truck and drove west on I-40 to route 117 south down by El Malpais to Quemado and onto US 60 into Arizona. Somwhere into the Fort Apache Indian Reservation in AZ i turned south on a dirt road and wound my way through the back woods for hours. At one point i snaked down the side of a canyon, drove across a one-lane bridge, and headed back up the other side. As i was starting the ascent, i passed a sign that read "Unmaintained Area - Pack It In, Pack It Out!"

Fortunately i didn't get any flats or break down, and i ended up on a long straight road coming down out of the mountains toward Tucson. I camped out somewhere out of town.