My Walkabout

Slowly going down a road that I have traveled a few times before. I am heading to Passage 43 of...

I slowly savor each footstep as I make my way from the waterfront to the art museum area around the...

I decide to return to my birth State for my birthday, which will mark the second time I've taken a...

The unexplainable pull to walk returns. It's Labor Day weekend, but up in Sedona the temperatures will still reach 100...

There is a twenty mile stretch of dirt road that connects Williams, Arizona to Jerome, if one is willing to...

The dairy itself is almost 100 years old, slinging milk around to customers in the Verde Valley over the last...

I would assume that my family still gets together most Sunday afternoons for dinner, so when I say that it's...

The monsoon clouds threatened the landscape as I made my way over to Sabino canyon. I could sense the danger...

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...