My first bike appeared under (or near, I should say) the Christmas tree in 1965. A Western Flyer Sonic Flyer, it was a nice, shiny red traditional kind of bike—you know, typical design with a typical saddle kids in the mid-60s loved. I was thrilled with it and proud to…
I should have listened. I knew better, but thought I knew better. In June of 2017, I ventured out on my first multi-day backpacking trip. Not too many lengthy trails for such purposes are found within a 3-4 hour drive from home, but a good beginner trail is only a…
It doesn’t seem to matter where we’ve been, we’ve observed the phenomenon of people being drawn to the sun—whether for sunrise or sunset. Many years ago while living in Vermont, we vacationed in Bar Harbor, Maine, at the gateway to Acadia National Park in Mt. Desert Island. Cadillac Mountain rises…
“I can’t breathe!” We’ve heard it countless times in the past few months, and probably have become a bit weary of hearing it. Of course, the genesis of that lament comes from the back seat of a police car in Minneapolis. But that’s a discussion for another day. Maybe. Well,…
