Before diving into my Okanagan Valley post I have to say that I have my work cut out for me… sharing my adventures through Canada. I’m now five weeks in to my seven week journey here, and I’ve seen and … Continue reading
Although I have not lived in Washington for more than thirty years it has remained home to my heart, and always draws me back… sometimes with a deep longing that is almost hard to describe. It is the place of … Continue reading
For the third time since setting out on my journey I found my way “home” once again. Home being Washington State, and specifically the town of Longview, where I grew up. I’ll share more about home in my next post, … Continue reading
This post will be short and sweet… on words anyway. While planning my route back to my home state of Washington I discovered a place in Oregon that I was amazed I’d never heard of, especially since I grew up … Continue reading
Come away, Oh human child To the waters and the wild. –Yeats After leaving the coast I spent a few days visiting several dear friends in the Bay area and in Sacramento before continuing up the highway toward Lassen Volcanic … Continue reading
The bright orange poppies I saw decorating the hills around Merced River near Yosemite brought back such vivid memories of my college years that I couldn’t resist the urge to revisit the California Coast before continuing my trek north. It meant backtracking … Continue reading
“Down through the middle of the Valley flows the crystal Merced, River of Mercy, peacefully quiet, reflecting lilies and trees and the onlooking rocks; things frail and fleeting and types of endurance meeting here and blending in countless forms, as … Continue reading
After rounding the southern end of the Sierras and working my way through a week long self imposed lock-down in Bakersfield I merrily rolled along toward Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Parks. I have yet to figure out if this … Continue reading
Wow! That was the first word that went through my mind (and most likely out of my mouth) when I rounded a bend in the road and saw Alabama Hills for the first time. As I mentioned in my last … Continue reading
At last writing I was hitting the road after flying Elissa back to Dallas from the Las Vegas airport. As I’ve stated many times before (probably every single time I’ve flown her back home since I started this journey) it … Continue reading