The Durango Railroad
Trains are my favorite way to see the world. You get the old world nostalgia seeing the steam rise from...
My Walkabout
Sigur Ros
I had never even heard of the band Sigur Ros before, but I know my instincts well enough by now...
Guanacaste
Costa Rica would be the first country I would attempt to enter after being denied entry in Montreal. That bitter...
Of Falconry, Glass Blowers, and Nasty Well Wenches
Twas another glorious weekend at the Faire, and the full regalia was out. I wander on over to the ancient...
Mountain biking at Usery
In what seems to be a never ending quest to find new things to do here in Arizona, Usery Mountain...
The Carefree Art & Wine festival
Sunday morning and the television was on the local news. I was sipping coffee and really paying no attention, the...
my U-Turn to Superior
A thousand times have I passed by the U-Turn sign that would take one to the town of Superior. ...
The Cliff Dwellers
I had crossed the Navajo Bridge and was heading along highway 89A towards Freedonia and eventually Kanab, Utah when a most peculiar...
The Game of Thrones Live! concert experience
I was magnetically drawn to the show like a horse with a carrot dangling in front of it's mouth. The...
Ventura Pier
The gringo shuffles his boots slowly along the boardwalk, waiting for the sun to rise. The ocean waves of Ventura...
Mount Moriah Cemetery
In the year 1878 on a plateau high above Deadwood gulch, the bodies of "Wild Bill" Hickok and soon thereafter,...
of Mermaids, Jugglers, Living Fountains and Bagpipers
Over the past few weeks I've encountered many a strange and wondrous creature at the Renaissance Festival. I fell...