Back in May, I wrote a story about the RV culture out in southern Utah, where vacationers get 7 miles to the gallon driving their motor coaches between national parks that are home to hoodoos and slick-rock.
Got this e-mail response from Paul in Hingham:
‘‘How can you be so cavalier in your endorsement of a pastime that is recklessly indifferent to any notion of environmental responsibility or accountability? Maybe next you should do a feel good piece on baby seal hunting or the good old days of untreated sewage.’’