Travel Tip #62…Find the Babies

It’s spring. Warm breezes, new life, fresh beginnings and all that. Let’s not forget cute fuzzy critters. Go find them. Last Monday we stopped by a roadside stand in Western Wisconsin that was selling baby goats. Kids, I guess. It was the same Amish stand where we accidentally bought a bunny last spring. This time…

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….

Photo Tip #27…Dress Warm

Travel photography is all glamour, all the time. You get to be in the world’s most beautiful places under stunning conditions. People are happy to see you and they treat you well. Of course, sometimes you get to work 20-hour days. Sometimes you have to photograph snowmobiling at 30 below and sometimes you get to…

Travel tip #39…make a move

28 years ago I met Jen Beck. She played piano in a traveling show choir and I played trumpet. Two years ago I saw Jen again while passing through Dallas. She was on the tail end of a corporate life and planning to retire. She is a couple years younger than me. One year ago…

Travel tip #192…Mingle with spirits

In a sad twist of fate, I stopped drinking bourbon the day before visiting a historic distillery in Kentucky. In all honesty, I had only started the night before that. 90% of the world’s bourbon is produced in Kentucky. Aged at least four years in oak barrels, the distilled spirit can only earn its name…

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…

Travel tip #108…Know when to say goodbye

It’s my last night in my childhood home. I’m getting ready to sleep in the basement bedroom that my dad built for my brother in the 1970s when he needed teenage privacy. The rest of the basement is unfinished, and as a child I would run up those stairs at a sprint to avoid the…

Travel tip #31…Get all farm-y

I live in the city, but my heart is on the farm. Soft dirt beneath my boots, the morning dew wicking up my denim-clad legs as I wade through prairie grasses…standing in silent awe beside the silhouette of tall corn as shooting stars cross the sky…the city lights shining somewhere beyond the horizon and memory….

Travel tip #18…Wave.

It was about this time last year that I drove across the middle of our country. The morning started in Moab, Utah. I passed through Denver, Colorado, and made a brief stop in Ogallala, Nebraska to check on the ailing van I had left there the week before. (or rather, it had left me) The…