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

The road ain’t always fancy…but it gets you where you’re going. Nashville-bound, to take in a little music.

Let’s go

I’ve spent 20 years as a travel photographer, and years before that as a dreamer. I used to wonder out loud if I could find a job that would pay me to explore distant lands, and was told that I should join the “real world”. Preparing for my first job interview I planned to say…

“I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake.

The great affair is to move.”

Robert Louis Stevenson