Meditations in an Emergency
The title of this post was the first blog I ever read. His words resonated deeply, tormented thoughts bleeding onto...
Travel
Why Prague?
I remember the phone call as clearly as any unforgettable memory. "Do you have a passport?" "No." " Well then...
Bosque del Apache
Driving along the empty highway at pre-dawn, I witness a looming dark patch in the sky. Flocks of sand hill...
the ghost town of Kelly
I roll through the dusty town of Magdalena with the sagebrush. The bluest of December skies penetrate my vision this...
the VLA
A friend eats a bullet on Thanksgiving because no one invited him to dinner.He leaves a little girl behind,wondering why....
Empty
I went to Chicago in hope of finding some Christmas spirit.Looking for a glimmer in empty streets full of strangers.A...
Sky Angel
I remember all of the schools BCK visited last summer, but Sky Angel has a special place in my heart.It...
Sheep’s Head (the finale)
The afternoon is slowly making its way towards dusk as we go deep into the red desert for our final...
Lower Antelope (part 4)
Upon returning to milepost 302 after lunch, the three of us met Stetson, our new guide for the afternoon. As...
Upper Antelope (part 3)
It's mid morning when we pull up to the entrance of Upper Antelope.More cars and safari vans are also parked...
into the Rattlesnake (part 2)
Our guide, Adrian, drops the car tires PSI, climbs back into our traveling suburban, and hits the accelerator through the...
Starting with Owl (part 1)
The blogging world is a curious one indeed, and can sometimes happily lead me to places and adventures that most...