On the road for history, for art, and for adventure.
August 2, 2019 In the Black Hills of South Dakota… Despite this day also being the opening day of the 79th annual Sturgis Motorcycle Rally, a trip to the likes of Deadwood and the notion of Old West saloons took precedent. Lo and behold, August 2nd, 143 years ago, is the day that Wild Bill... Continue Reading →
Everything is bigger in Texas. Wide open spaces and swathes of sky reaching to a never-ending horizon; it’s a big state. Even the gas station is bigger in Texas. Think of the biggest gas station you have ever seen. Now think bigger! Buc-ee’s in Temple Texas is one location of this record setting convenience store... Continue Reading →
“We have to hike to the top of that!” “Why!?” “Because it’s there!” In British Columbia’s Sea to Sky Corridor, at the top of Howe Sound, towers The Chief, the Stawamus Chief. It is North America’s largest granite monolith, second largest in the... Continue Reading →
We are all indoors and not hiking right now, but one place on the gotta-hike-it-in-the-future-list is Silver Falls state park in Oregon. The camping is comfortable; the forest is beautiful, and the hiking provides fantastic views. The park’s Trail of Ten Falls is an experience in nature appreciation, ecological balance, geology, and even some Zen.... Continue Reading →
Remember the jump scene? Of course we remember the jump! Butch and Sundance trapped on a cliff, our hearts racing, wondering what will happen next to the dashingly handsome, law-breaking adventurers. Then, we caught our breath as they jumped off the cliff into the river below. Their escapades were in fact filled with lots of... Continue Reading →
Stand Where They Stood… at their battle Often standing where they stood is quite humbling and is cause for reverence. It happens to me in a place where my written word is merely comment and could never capture the true immensity of the time, place, or event. In southeastern Montana, on the Crow Reservation lies... Continue Reading →
Though 214 years, one month, and a few days apart, I venture to say that Merriweather Lewis and I shared some very similar experiences on the Missouri River. Lewis ascended, yes that’s right, went UP the Missouri, expecting to see the great falls, which would confirm that it was indeed the Missouri. He himself was... Continue Reading →
After you stand at the Alamo in San Antonio Texas and ponder the last days of Davy Crockett, Jim Bowie, and many others, make your way to St. Mark’s Episcopal Church just four blocks away. It was built not long after the historical battle. People of San Antonio, including one of the signers and the... Continue Reading →
Yep, went to the Alamo...but...when I heard that someone had turned a cannon into a church bell, and that it was just blocks away, I had to go find it. I may have already been standing in front of an iconic site for Southwest history when I heard this news, but THIS had to be... Continue Reading →
Standing where it happened. Standing where they stood. It’s one of the ways we experience history. We travel to the place where the something happened or drive long distances to see the something that is still there. We get there and say, “wow!” snap a few pictures, then get back in our cars and go.... Continue Reading →
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