Chunks of ice fell from the glacier above; I could not see Justin. He was somewhere at the upper end of the rope I was holding, over the ledge, climbing... Continue Reading →
On the Road of Discovery
I sat at my desk to plan a road trip for Marcia and me to the Pacific Northwest. Cool air-conditioning dropped from the ceiling vents in my upstairs office. A big... Continue Reading →
Released
The strike indicator dropped quietly below the water's surface; I gently lifted the tip of my fly rod to set the hook, and the line went taught. Suddenly, a dark... Continue Reading →
The Open Road
How I long to be self-sufficient and free - an explorer in uncharted territory, a cowboy on the open range, a vagabond with nowhere, in particular, to go - traveling... Continue Reading →
On The Trail to Mistymoon
A hunting knife hung from his belt as he stood midstream, helping his barefoot girlfriend cross the slippery rocks; clear water wetted the bottom of his rolled-up jeans. Marcia and I were... Continue Reading →