Travel tip #138…think about it

Sometimes the whole world suddenly makes a little more sense. Like a few years back when I shot an assignment in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, and I realized for the first time that it was named for the waterfalls. On the Big Sioux River. Well, of course. It’s not that I didn’t believe it before….

Travel tip # 34…stretch your season

When you have kids in school, you sort of know when you’ll take your vacations. Summer’s good. You can ski or hit the beach in that little window between Christmas and New Years. Spring break is a given, and then there are a few long weekends sprinkled throughout the year when the schooled masses migrate…

Travel tip #9…manage your risk

I was scheduled to travel to Tanzania in 2001. Africa would have been my 4th continent and the trip was built to include time location scouting for building a boarding school, a visit with a prominent AIDS physician, a few days with a missionary in the Ngorongoro Crater who worked closely with the Massai. and…

Yup, I’m a Yankee

The farther South I drive, the more North I feel. I haven’t spent much time down this way, so it’s a journey of discovery and wonder. I ate pig’s feet last night. (I’m not sure if it should be written pigs’ feet) Trotters, they called them, and just now I see the sad irony in…

Out of the blue

Long before the sunrise photographers arrive, the world is beautiful. The details are subdued, the air is still, and I like to imagine how the light will fall on the landscape and reveal the scene. For me, it’s a time of wonder and anticipation, especially when the place is new to me. At the end…

The wanderer

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…

Think Warm Thoughts

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…

Going home

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…

“Too often. . .I would hear men boast of the miles covered that day, rarely of what they had seen.”

– Louis L’Amour