Marty Moose

Road trips have got to be one of the best things in the world. I’ve been on countless rides across America and it always seems that mischief is the only destination you ever come to. The last road trip I was on was on the way to Colorado. We ran out of gas in the middle of Iowa at about 3am. All the while smoking cigars and having a great time. The picture below is from another Colorado road trip. We had Mary Moose with us. Marty barely fit in the Suburban, his rack was too big. Marty demanded to be walked ever frew hours. He did not smoke cigars, but he loved the Knob Creek.