Twenty-one years ago today my brother, Eric Jon Harris, died in a paragliding accident. Twenty-one years have passed and this is still a very hard day. When I’m with my old and dear friends we still tell EJ stories and laugh. I think about him everyday. I wonder what he would be doing twenty-one years later. How many kids would he have had? Would he still be living in Mammoth? Would he be here in Hurricane with us enjoying the friendships, mountain biking, endorphins, food and beer? His spirit is definitely with us.

Nothing makes you laugh like a basset hound. This is Buford. Every evening he walks through the rv park and gives us love.
It’s our half way point of the trip. Forest left this morning at 5am to go back to San Diego. Shelli and Osborne are on their way to Hurricane. No doubt they will pass each other somewhere on the 15. After six days of riding, it is time for an off day to rest the body and let some of the abrasions and bruises heal.
Happy Easter everyone!
Happy Easter!!
Love the photos, beautiful!! Next time I won’t miss it.
Missing EJ, great memories to make me cry and make me laugh. Forever in our hearts.
Thanks Lauren. We really hope you do make it out next year!
Thank God for memories of EJ, huh! I did not know EJ but maybe he’s watching and smiling on the way you carry on! Glad I can call you—my brother-friend! Nice flow on the blog wrapping lots of rides and stories together. The Didgeridoo shot “tickled my belly.” Now, let’s get back on the trail and make some new blogs blogs blogs!
Greg –
Is this the same brother that bought the Krystal Villa East condo? You said he had died but I didn’t know it was in a paragliding accident. So sorry for your loss….I lost my dad to a drunk driver 33 years ago and it is still difficult for me to talk about.
All the best…safe travels and Happy Easter!
Sonja
Hey Sonja,
Yes, same and only brother.
Greg
greg & amelia… i love following your adventures but was not prepared to walk down memory lane with thoughts of eric… all good memories but sad that he’s not here to comment on your crazy life! he was a good brother and would love this life you are leading 🙂
oh, and, greg – when are we meeting again at the LV airport? haha!!
hugs, julie
Thanks for the comment Jules! Like I always do, I was thinking of you as we drove through Barstow! I’m still tripping about running into you at the Vegas Airport. It was the quickest flight back to SD ever.
Happy Easter! Enjoyed the photos and the
Sentiments!
CJ
Have a great day. Do a yeagie shot for EJ. Mike Scozzafava(858) 231-2461mikescozzafava@yahoo.com
I have a strong feeling that EJ is bouncing on clouds and watching all of your adventures…while having a few of his own! 🙂
Happy Spring, y’all!
Love,
Mama Jean
Can’t believe it has been 21 years.Thanks for sharing the great pictures and your thoughts. I get excited when I see a new blog in my inbox.Talked to Brian Johnston yesterday and we talked about getting together with you later this week, that would be awesome.
Safe Travels to you!
It would be great to get together. We will be back Friday.
Hey there. A big thanks for the post. Glad to see you’re having fun, miss being at the Goose. Not so sure I’m capable right now. I’ll go by the house later today and bring in the mail and check the plants, been cool of late. Getting ready for the big rodeo at Farr on the 8 th. Birch
Greg, very nice tribute to Eric. As his uncle, I also miss him.
Thanks Uncle Butch, your comments are much appreciated. Amy and I are just tickled that you and Jean follow our blog.
Awesome photographs! Love to vicariously enjoy what you’re doing. Heard something great today:”I opened two gifts this morning . . . my eyes.” Best to you,Helen Nolte in Reno
Again! enjoyed your pictures and sharing vicariously in your vacation. So nice to see you enjoying grand nature wonderful to see your faces. miss you and wishing you many more fab rides.
Boy you guys sure do know how to take advantage of every break. I am jealous! All I got was a kidney stone. That was my adventure. Greg I can sense the sadness in your words when you write about your brother. I too lost a brother when he was 9. There are days when I too wonder what he would be doing today. We were very close and I know that he would be looking out for me and giving me a hard time. I often feel as though he is my guardian angel as I believe your brother is for you.
So where is the new blog, remember that I’m at gregbirch and not gbirch. the old man