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This blog brought to you by Funhog Press Although many Americans might have a hard time pointing to Mongolia on a world map, upon arriving in the country foreigners are swiftly reminded of Mongolia’s former empire. The wall map below … Read More

This blog brought to you by Funhog Press If you follow the Funhog Blob (and I know there are at least three of you out there who do), you might have noticed that there’s been a gap in publication recently. … Read More

This blog brought to you by Funhog Press Bouncing down Oak Creek at 210 cfs, it was clear that the season on our local gem was winding down. Okay not just winding down, over. So how do we eke out … Read More

This blog brought to you by Funhog Press Arizona: Marginal to Optimal. Flagstaff icon Steve Garro came up with this maxim, and it was never more true than over the past two weeks. With barely a patch of snow in … Read More

This blog brought to you by Funhog Press Pumphouse Wash is the headwater stream of Oak Creek, in northern Arizona. It runs through a narrow shady canyon that holds deep pillows of snow well into spring. Pumphouse been paddled a … Read More

This blog brought to you by Funhog Press While September and October are months of perfect contentment, November brings the cold reality that our hemisphere is inexorably creeping from the sun’s embrace. Following the golden days, late fall is our … Read More

This BLOB brought to you by Funhog Press The canyon relented from its stairstep plunge of slick polished chutes, and for a time, we were able to walk unhindered along firm gravel, weaving in and amongst boulders as big as … Read More

This blog brought to you by Funhog Press When Hurricane Norbert doused the Phoenix area with up to five inches of rain, I was somewhat disappointed with myself that I didn’t throw my new Fluid kayak in the truck and … Read More

This blog brought to you by Funhog Press   The groomed elk path vanished, and we found ourselves in the deep woods, linking passages in old growth forest—wading through huckleberry bushes, sliding down gullies, stepping over and into rotten mossy … Read More