Picture yourself as the youngest person at a 95th birthday party in a retirement community. Now ignore the canes and walkers, speak a little louder than usual and bend down a little so you can hear the soft, age-weakened-voices… Read More ›
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Saint George Utah, Hiking With A Film Camera
Saint George Utah is an amazing place to live if you love to hike and take photographs. The photos you see here have all been taken either in the city limits or within a few minutes of downtown. Of course… Read More ›
The Desert, Not What I Expected
My image of “the desert” as a child growing up in Indiana was of a monochromatic, endless sea of sand littered with broken wagon wheels and sun bleached cow skulls. Looking in the distance you would see the air shimmering in… Read More ›
Williamsburg Virginia – Photography And Fun
Williamsburg Virginia, the Colonial Capital and home of the College of William and Mary. One of the nine colleges in America that were established before we were the United States of America. A school that had to cancel classes not… Read More ›
COPS San Juan Puerto Rico
Despite some of the esthetic short comings I mentioned in my last post associated with our San Juan hostel I still prefer staying in hostels over hotels, especially if I am traveling alone. Hostels tend to attract both workers… Read More ›
Flip-Flops and Hot Tubs
This mornings sunrise from the middle of the Atlantic was a brief but brilliant display of colors and clouds. Before I could even ready my camera the salmon pink sky and clouds changed to orange then yellow and suddenly the… Read More ›
Beyond The English Channel
The sea is stone gray with four meter swells and white caps. The outside decks are secured due to high winds and our room steward reports a lot of passengers are spending the day in their cabins, sea sick…. Read More ›
Edinburgh to the Southampton Docks
If cell phones truly cause brain tumors the fella at the next table must be nurturing a big one. He’s been talking non-stop for at least an hour. Dictation more than conversation. The victim on the other end has either… Read More ›
Scottish Hospitality
Rain drops pounded the roof and wipers squeaked as the driver opened the door and announced, “Cross Roads”. It was time for us to leave the bus. Once outside my puffy, dry rain coat quickly flattened under the force of… Read More ›
Camino Frances Part 5 – Walking In The Cool, Darkness Of Early Morning
In the long, dark room with over a hundred pilgrims sleeping, snoring and making other natural body sounds, I weave my way through an obstacle course of backpacks resting at the foot of bunks. It’s early, 5:25AM, but Sue and… Read More ›
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