Am heading back to Kauai for New Year’s this year. Was thinking about going on another ultralight flight like I did in ’08. This is the guy I took the lesson from: (source: http://beatofhawaii.com/crash-on-kauai-how-safe-are-ultralights/) And then the company he worked for back when I took the lesson is also now out of business because the owner
This trip was from 2009. I’ve been promising myself since some time around then that I’d get all my photos centralized and start really doing something with them once I had a desktop computer I believed in. Got the 5K 27″ iMac a couple weeks ago, DL’ed Lightroom for free through OU, and with that
I had owed my brother a visit to the Dakotas to go pheasant hunting for about three years, so finally made good last year. And after this post, I will be less than 12 months in arrears on blog posting. Which I get a lot of crap from from just about everyone I know. Constant criticism for
Then there was the family reunion up in Jackson Hole for some reason. I took this picture there: It was the most meaningful one I took. Then it was time to drive to Oklahoma, except then two of my nephews were going to come with me sort of, part of the way, before being passed off in
The Beartooth Highway is probably the prettiest drive I’ve ever been on and it’s not for lack of trying. This is the best photo I have, but it’s not that communicative of the vast excellence of the drive. So there was that. The Beartooth Mountains are in southwestern Montana, south of Bozeman a ways, a little
Oregon gives way to Washington. BTW, this, all this last summer stuff, was part of a homelessness-inspired road trip I took in 2014. My house in Pittsburgh sold way faster than I meant for it to sell and — well anyway. Starting June 8th or something I was on the road. Went from Pittsburgh to
I had never been to Bend before since I skipped out on the family reunion that had been there. There’s less threat of golf when visiting solo I think. I went to a really good Thai place there and had the Kao Soi: The very next day, I drove up to Mt. Bachelor to see
Getting out of Lake Tahoe’s ugly Bay Area traffic and into the beautiful State of Jefferson was a nice transition. Was trying to work my way up to Bend, Oregon. On the way was Lava Beds National Monument, of which I had not prior to this trip heard. Maybe. I can’t remember. It’s been a
Picture > many words. There was no accident, there were just this many people. At which point — how is this a vacation for them? It was a good reminder of California. For reals, though, it took 3 hours to get from South Lake Tahoe to Tahoe City, which — man. I really should have
I had planned to do this Thousand Islands Lake hike and had permits for it and had borrowed my brother’s bear canister. I didn’t go, though — I think I got sick instead or something. Probably from that stupid too-fancy sandwich place in Bishop, the one with the world’s worst parking lot. I ended up
