Advertisements “Let him think that I am more man than I am and I will be so.”― Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea I look for something unique whenever possible for my travels, as the mundane is a poisonous pill to this already short life. So, when I heardContinue reading “The Aqua”
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inside Earth’s depths…
Advertisements A lone hawk swoops down out of the thick fog, its giant wingspan floating across my windshield, then disappears back into the clouds. It’s the first sign of life I’ve seen in hours along the lonesome Nevada highway.Towns out in the nothingness here are intriguing, remnants that hold stories of old if one stopsContinue reading “inside Earth’s depths…”
Climbing Mount Spokane
Advertisements Short is the little time which remains to thee of life. Live as on a mountain. – Marcus Aurelius Awakening to a pitch black night I slowly dress and ready myself for the unseen adventure ahead of me today. Even though there is little snow in the Spokane Valley, I am hopeful toContinue reading “Climbing Mount Spokane”
Death Valley
Advertisements Once upon a time, long ago, I had heard about a place so desolate and isolated that at night one could see the true enormity and vastness of the galaxy, filled with endless stars and planets.Recently I had subsequently learned that because of a growing population of city lights from both Las Vegas andContinue reading “Death Valley”
Wildwood
Advertisements “Walking reminds us of who we are.” – Paul Theroux( from The Bohemian Traveler ) On an overcast morning in a new city, I go for a walk with no predetermined destination in mind. I hope to get lucky and discover some new place, an unplanned adventure. Risky and careless perhaps, but itContinue reading “Wildwood”
the Fremont Indians
Advertisements It is unknown to us here today as to where the Fremont Indians came from. Some speculate that they broke from the Anasazi group and traveled north.Their remnants are scattered throughout eastern Utah, one only has to look. Today I head to explore nine mile canyon, to find the Fremont. The area is allContinue reading “the Fremont Indians”
Washington’s Northern Olympic Peninsula
Advertisements One may wonder what draws a person back to a certain place, an internal gnawing at your subconsciousness to return. I have this sensation about Washington State, and I make the connection during my latest trip that the State of my birth, although I left when I was very young, still holds a beaconContinue reading “Washington’s Northern Olympic Peninsula”
no pressure in Acadia
Advertisements The stress of life was building, the pressure mounting inside, ready to explode. I needed to get away, outside, and be free. So I headed to New England for the Labor day weekend, and it turned out to be the perfect place to unwind. I arrive in Southwest harbor mid Saturday morning, to quietContinue reading “no pressure in Acadia”
discover Wenatchee
Advertisements As I look out the window, Mount Rainier is high above a blanket of clouds covering everything else below the majestic peak. I love seeing the world from above. As I drive into the Cascade mountains, more peaks appear, surrounded by cloud formations that appear to be the residue of some heavy breathing animal,Continue reading “discover Wenatchee”
biking on backcountry farm roads
Advertisements A brook babbles it’s insane laughter. The summer sun drenches my body in sweat, I glance over fields filled with tall alfalfa grass, swaying gently in the wind. My mind goes back to the tall grasses of Kenya, where big cats hunt for their prey. Here horses slowly swing their tails in synchronicity, likeContinue reading “biking on backcountry farm roads”