We were married in a snow storm. The date: February 1st, 1975. The place: The Wawona Hotel’s Sunroom in Yosemite National Park. The winter weather caused road closures. One invitee didn’t make it in. All those who did spent an extra day stranded in the snowy ambiance of Yosemite. Our friend, Bill Cahill performed the … More Fifty Years
Traffic brings out the curmudgeon in me. The I-5 from Portland to Seattle depressed my spirit. Thousands of cars and trucks, everybody going somewhere, their arrivals pending. And, we were among them. We have friends in Woodinville, WA. We met in New Zealand forty seven years ago. I’ve written of them and our journeys here … More Anacortes
Recently, just prior to my “close call” with pneumonia, my wife and I traveled to Olympic National Park in Washington State. Two friends from Seattle joined us for the trip. We stayed together at Lake Crescent Lodge, which is located just inside the east boundary of the park. Our history with national parks is long and … More National Parks
Good Blood, Bad Blood 