Smoke Signals
Whoosh! The flames shot up and ignited the tee-pee of dried twigs that Chet had meticulously stacked in the fire ring. “Yes,” he said excitedly to his wife. “Looks like we finally have a fire, hon.”...
Category: Travels
A Place Like Mayberry
“Sarah?…This is Andy Taylor. Fine how are you……Well, soak it Sarah. Soak it a lot in warm salt water. Uh, listen Sarah, get me Thelma Lou will ya’? I know she’s Barney’s girl…..Cause I...
50 Shades of Green – A Journey up the Natchez Trace
Two lane road. Tall pines and Live Oak trees with eerie looking Spanish moss dripping from their limbs, line the sides of the road as we curve and weave our way through the forest. It’s been...
Where the River Flows and the Trace Begins
“M, i, crooked letter, crooked letter, i, crooked letter, crooked letter, i, hump back, hump back, i.” This is how my mom remembered how to spell Mississippi when she was a kid. I thought about...
Trail Magic
Trail Names, Trail Crossings & Trail Magic Almost every hiker on the Appalachian Trail gives up their name identity and takes on a new trail name. You won’t meet a Bob, David, Mary or...
The Accident
“It’s OK honey”, she reassured him. “You are doing this with dignity. You gave everything for them and it’s not wrong to ask for a little help back. ” He slips on his hat,...
Magic Dust
It’s 11:00 Saturday morning and Tom and Mary load their three kids into the mini van. The hatchback is filled with an overflowing cooler, lawn chairs, bathing suits, and countless toys that will soon be used...
Never, Ever, say Never
There was a time when I was absolutely convinced that I would never eat oysters. After all, everyone knows that they have a consistency of something you’d cough up when you have a bad cold....
Following the Flow
With our camper attached to the truck, we inch our little turtle shell to the gate of the campground where we’ve lived for the past month in the tip of Southern Florida. The gate arm...
No Sharks in Shark Valley
Hear someone mention the Everglades and you, perhaps like myself, conjure up images of fast moving air-boats cutting through eerie black swamp waters and mosquito infested thick cypress forests. The early settlers drained the swamp and logged the fields and in...
