Serendipity is defined as, ‘the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way’. When I was sixteen I bicycled across America with a group from Taylor University led by Coach Bob Davenport. I had… Read More ›
Creative writing
The Bridge On The River Kwai
The rusty kickstand gave a metallic squeal as I flicked it toward the ground with my right foot. Lifting the daypack I noticed the wire basket had chewed a thumb size hole through the packs thin skin. The two… Read More ›
Friends And Waterfalls
Erawan National Park is a Tarzan-like jungle famous for waterfalls, challenging trails and spectacular swimming holes. Despite the longish bus ride and going it alone I decided to buy a ticket. But when I entered the hostel the affable front… Read More ›
The Death Railway, Kanchanaburi, Thailand – Part 2
The Death Railway, Kanchanaburi, Thailand – Part 2 Songkran is a little like the Bill Murray movie ‘Groundhog Day’. The same thing occurs day after day. The next morning Songkran continued and the manager or perhaps she was the owner, encouraged me… Read More ›
The Death Railway, Kanchanaburi, Thailand – Part 1
The Death Railway, Kanchanaburi, Thailand – Part 1 My gear fits into a 20 liter pack and a Timbuktu messenger bag so even with stifling heat the short hike from the pier on the Chao Phraya River to the train… Read More ›
Scammed in Bangkok
It’s true. I fell for the old man/tuk-tuk/tailor shop scam on my third day in Bangkok. And it was so enjoyable I was reluctant to draw it to a close. I was taking street photos when an old gentleman, who… Read More ›
Camino Portuguese – Finesterre-Muxia Part 19 – Watch What You Say And Say What You Mean
Watch What You Say And Say What You Mean The trail from Tui to the Cathedral at Santiago de Compostela took us into the Galicia region of Spain. The language of Galicia is neither Spanish nor Portuguese but Galego,… Read More ›
Camino Portuguese – Finesterre-Muxia Part 18 – Our Hiking Family Expands
We spent two nights in Ponte de Lima and by the time we ambled out, our hiking family had expanded to four, Sue, Lea, me and Molly. Molly was a blue eyed, porcelain skinned woman with shiny brown hair that… Read More ›
Trails and Trains Through Portugal and Spain Part 11 (Camino Portuguese, Camino Finesterre-Muxia)
Sounds From The Bathroom – Porto, Portugal New to the city and in an unfamiliar bed I was in a light sleep when the screeching from the bathroom caused me to lift my head from the pillow. I held my… Read More ›
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