Inspired by my recent western film kick, Avrie and I lit out the first week of January, heading for the desert. My main goal was to soak up the vast land of shrubs and jack rabbits in Joshua Tree National Park. All summer long, Avrie and I watched cowboy flicks like Tombstone, Lonesome Dove, Open Range, Dances With Wolves, and the like. When I was a kid, I used to fight my dad over the remote in hopes to turn off his beloved black and white OG western films. At the time I hated it, but growing up around them I slowly learned to appreciate them. I've even seen a midget western from the 60s. All cowboys were 4 feet tall, and yes... they used miniature horses.