I believe it was Squaw Creek that began a recurring dream I have. I used to hike it during the summers I spent as an adolescent at Squaw Valley, California, every time connecting to something that pushes one on to…
I believe it was Squaw Creek that began a recurring dream I have. I used to hike it during the summers I spent as an adolescent at Squaw Valley, California, every time connecting to something that pushes one on to…
One of the reasons I enjoy motorcycling is my view, the lack of a frame, or at least a frame that moves with my head, that of my full face helmet. Behind the wheel of my rig I’m dealing with…
Tuweep is a place that delivers you proportionately. Big earth, puny human. Like her not-so-distant relative, the North Rim, this more obscure Grand Canyon overlook shuts your mouth and opens your senses and your mind. We were there only eleven…
I wouldnʼt be happy again until I stabled this pony or I accepted my current financial restrictions and suffered back to the consonance of, and really the gratitude for what dripped a bit of oil on my driveway. Weʼve all…