On the way to the executive suite this morning the wild horses came through our campground.
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- Border Insanity
- Elephant peeks in Window
- Purchase Prompts Kadizzle to join Motorcycle Gang
- Ruth spots the Elegant Trogan
- Kadiizzlites at Patagonia Lake State Park
- Mining maddness at Slavin Gulch
- Crawl out the window, or Call Rodger? No good choice
- Lessons from life on the border
- Lunch with Cochise
- Let's Cheat the Indians
- The mail box at Picketpost Mountain
- A Strange find in at Cochise's Stronghold
- 30,000 Sand Hill Cranes head for breakfast
- A moral dilemma on the border
- Close to the middle of no where
- 9 Miles of Vertical Smiles
- Adventure Team heads to Chiricahua Mountains
- North Dakota Team completes assualt of Picketpost ...
- Commander Peanut leads assult on canyon
- Strange Cactus
- Music in the Campground
- Discoveries in the Desert
- What Did Kadizzle find in the Desert?
- Bud, Beer Cans, and Justin Time
- Sally Greased her Wooden Leg
- Massive Bullshit in the Desert
- Discussing my AIDS and VD at the Library
- Wild Horses at the door this Morning
- Mourning at Bud's camp fire
- Hiking the Superstitions
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