Hurricane Mitch wiped out Honduras in 1998. I had been there the year before and fell in love with the place. So when I saw the news, I gathered a dozen people and we went south to do a little rebuilding. Mostly we dug in the hard dirt to make a foundation for a woman…
I’d stopped at this rest area on I-94 just south of Black River Falls, Wisconsin dozens of times, but I’d never taken the time to read the historical marker that was there, and it completely changed my understanding of the place. Here’s a condensed version of the sign’s text: “Huge flocks of passenger pigeons once…
This morning I woke up to snow on the ground. Again. I groaned a little, closed my eyes, and this image came to mind from a 2012 trip to Cuba. With the covers over my head I smiled, because the way the shot happened is ridiculous, and will give you a little insight into my…
Sometimes the best trip is going home. Last weekend I visited my home town of Beaver Dam, Wisconsin (yes, I am a proud cheesehead) for a concert. When my mom died in 2005 my dad made a memorial gift to the Beaver Dam Area Orchestra and each spring they present the Eunice Noltner memorial spring…
When you are on a long journey, always carry a spare. (photo credit to my lovely wife Karen… because I was driving…and I think that’s Road tip #213…”don’t shoot blog photos while you are driving”)
∞“Too often. . .I would hear men boast of the miles covered that day, rarely of what they had seen.”
– Louis L’Amour
“Do you have a map?” I asked, as I bought the tickets. “Nah…just wander around and get lost. That’s the point,” he replied. It’s the sort of place that would give over-protective parents nightmares. It’s like Mad Max meets the jungle gym…or a creative genius and a mad scientist crash together the way that peanut…
“It’s out of your way,” he said. “There’s no such thing,” I replied. I don’t mind a little side trip of a hundred miles or two. It’s “The Arch.” And that was reason enough to detour on the way home from Nashville. Some stats from http://www.gatewayarch.com: It’s called the Gateway Arch It’s 7560 inches tall (630…
Some things you’ll only hear in LA or Northern Minnesota. Here are a few we heard in Nashville that give you a pretty good sense of place. Some were song lyrics…others part of the stage banter, and one I saw on a t-shirt. Enjoy. “This is a 5-year town. Don’t quit until then…or ever, really.”…
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