A nontraditional Thanksgiving ahead.

Rather than sitting around a dinnertable with family, the centerpiece of the table being the cornucopia, smell of turkey in the air, with sweet potatoes and pumpkin pie and cranberries (as I drool on my keyboard here), I will be somewhere near here. Where is this, you ask?

My family is flying out to Arizona, pretty far south, to "visit" my grandparents. In reality, we're going to be, starting early Thursday morning, in the Huachuca Mountains, sleeping under the stars, eating powerbars instead of turkey, carrying all our gear and food, trying to avoid rattlesnakes and scorpions, exploring abandoned mines, pretty much just having a ball.

When I get back I'm sure to post a debriefing and probably a picture or at least a link to another online album.