My Walkabout

Monsoon season has arrived in a glorious, tumultuous rage here in the desert Southwest. Epic thunderstorms have turned brown landscapes...

There is nothing but an endless, flat high desert landscape surrounding me as I pull off the Interstate. Two Guns...

Being labeled by many as a world traveling man, I always get asked if I've been to places others are...

June is here. I travel back up north to Clarkdale once again, this time to jump on board the Verde...

Just outside of Tucson one can find a little respite from the stresses and worries of everyday life. A place...

The place that I chose to call home while in Martha's Vineyard would be the deciding factor as to whether...

Last night's sunset was so sweet that I can still feel the savory tingle the colors left on my tongue....

Weaving along the wooded country roads of Cape Cod and the small towns that mark the beginnings of America. Trying...

My first few days of exploring Cape Cod had culminated into one defining moment, The Great Island Trail. Research indicated...

I venture back out to the Cape when the realization hits me. "This is the birthplace of America". Standing on...

I dreamed about weather beaten picket fences half buried in white sand. This image, more than anything else, is what...

I was looking to spend a week enjoying white picket fences dotting pristine beaches, just like a scene from Amity...