My Walkabout

Back in the Spring, I see Clydesdale's lined up outside the training facility in Peoria, marking my first spring training...

Final day in Yosemite, and HC wants to try a hike into the backcountry. Early morning driving to a remote...

In his life thus far, HC has found that almost every time he travels, there is always one day in...

HC finishes his second cup of coffee just as the sun starts to rise over the Yosemite Valley. He sees...

Although HC tried to research the best that he could (which sometimes is not all that good) the hope was...

HC can only imagine that the only people that enter Yosemite from the Eastern entrance are the few that would...

Twelve hours alone in your car gives one plenty of time to reflect. HC takes his first extended holiday in...

Below the Mogollon Rim lies the sleepy cabin community of Christopher Creek. After a day of fishing and exploring, H.C....

H.C's first happy memory is fishing with his Dad and younger brother. He was three years old. As a youth,...

H.C. has always known that he goes along in this life to a different beat than most. Until recently that...

A family of quails dart along the dirt road that H.C. is traveling, then disappear quickly into the desert brush....

A killer wakes before dawn. He puts his boots on. Those lines of poetry are in his fuzzy brain as...