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Uptown Underground

Posted on April 5, 2018September 17, 2021

It was my last-ditch effort to see if Sea Bee was interested at all in still hanging out with me. I told her if she would get the drugs, I would buy the tickets for a couple of cabaret shows at Chicago’s Uptown Underground. It would be my first time ever attending something like this. I…

the truth comes out in Chicago

Posted on March 26, 2018February 8, 2020

March marks our third month of travel, this time to the windy city of Chicago for St. Patrick’s Day. What should have been a party though turns into a somber realization of the state of our relationship, as the truth is finally revealed at a wine bar just after we arrive. Sea Bee tells me…

Lajitas

Posted on March 13, 2018September 22, 2021

Driving across the great State of Texas to find myself in Lajitas to end 2017.

Rick’s Cafe

Posted on March 7, 2018June 15, 2020

I found my driver eventually (he was smoking with his friends in a thatched hut just off the beach) and told him I was ready to go get something to eat. “Rick’s Cafe Ya Mon, that is the place to go.” We wind our way along seven mile road in Negril, seemingly driving to the edge…

O

Posted on March 3, 2018March 4, 2018

This is as real as it gets. The last intimate relationship I had been in was in 2004, and after that I swore off women. Of course the last woman had to be Sea Bee. We haven’t really spoken for fourteen years. Earlier in 2017 she sends me a message out of the blue that she…

The Blue Hole

Posted on March 1, 2018August 5, 2021

My first full day in Jamaica I find myself sitting in the hotel lobby waiting for my ride to take me to my first adventure. The Blue Hole. The morning is overcast as we start the two-hour drive from Montego Bay out to Ocho Rios. My driver is a friendly enough chap, and we talk about…

Welcome to Jamaica Mon!

Posted on February 24, 2018October 5, 2021

“and on the left side of the plane you can see the coast of Cuba….we will be arriving in Jamaica in about 40 minutes…..” For the longest time I had no real desire to explore the Caribbean islands, but after going to Puerto Rico, Belize and Cancun, I’ve evolved from that line of thinking to…

stepping back into Death Valley

Posted on February 21, 2018October 1, 2021

How the sands of time move effortlessly in the hourglass, sliding from one end of the spectrum to the other…. Death Valley is a state of mind more than a National Park or a place on a map, at least to me. It’s enormous size, vast emptiness and sheer temperature changes can make even the heartiest…

St. Elmo – Colorado’s most original ghost town

Posted on February 15, 2018November 30, 2019

I come around the mountain to a scenic vista, and see a lone road that winds its way up into the Rocky mountains. The way to St. Elmo, the ghost town that has been calling my name…  Gold and silver mining is what originally brought prospectors here in 1880, hoping to strike it rich and…

Montrose and the forgotten Indians

Posted on February 12, 2018March 24, 2020

Montrose, Colorado, is a perfect base camp for those looking to explore the Southwestern portion of the mile high State. I could easily go to Gunnison State Park, Black Canyon, Ouray, Telluride and countless other places to have outdoor adventures. Just don’t forget about the Native American Indians that lived here for a millenia before…

Ubehebe Crater

Posted on February 10, 2018September 20, 2021

The name is so ominous, Death Valley National Park, that I believe most people are turned off just by hearing the name. This is just fine by me, as the solitude and vast emptiness you find here only adds to the uniquely special feeling you can find. This trip marks my third time exploring Death…

Buena Vista

Posted on January 30, 2018September 27, 2021

Last Fall for my birthday I headed to Buena Vista, Colorado for a few peaceful days in a riverside cabin. I still get chills thinking about my time there. I pull up to a roaring river with a wooden bridge that leads to the cabin on the other side. A string of lights swing in…

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