outdoor adventures

Is there such a thing as the quintessential American holiday getaway? This is the question I was looking to answer...

The smell of coffee is on my breath as my eyes adjust to the early morning light in Christopher Creek....

Countless times have I driven past the exit sign to Christopher Creek. It was time for me to finally stop...

I had just finished a long travel week for work between Tucson and Sedona. It is July, and my general...

Disclaimer **Please remember that this is a rustic historic ranch house and not a modern hotel. It is a cabin...

Preface** I write this with sadness, as the Ridgecrest earthquakes struck this area hard only a couple of weeks after...

At the southern end of the Puget Sound, just outside Olympia, Washington, is the Boston Harbor Marina. It is a...

The pictures on the website of the hotel closest to the top of Mount Rainier National Park looked so inviting,...

Back up into the White Mountains of Eastern Arizona I go, ready to ride. I still have her on my...

April the thirteenth, two thousand and nineteen. It is a rarity that I recall the exact date of something, but...

Quiet as a mouse, I close the door to the Flagstaff apartment. It is twenty degrees outside as I sit...

I leave Holbrook as the sun is rising, which means its around 5 a.m. The Petrified Forest is all mine....