Here I am, talking about food again. I’ve talked before about how we learn to make whatever it is we eat. In this piece, I’d like to talk about what we choose to eat, which especially interesting at Thanksgiving. Have… Continue Reading
It was 1994 the first time my kids and I went camping at Patrick’s Point State Park in Trinidad. It was a significant year. I’d graduated from college – 20 years after high school – and I’d bought a house.… Continue Reading
Quick Reference Suitable for: hiking, biking, horseback, no motorized vehicles. 1st half single track, 2nd half paved. Amenities: drinking water and restrooms at Sacramento River Trail parking lot (end of loop) Dogs: on leash Distance: 2.5 mile loop Elevation: (approximate): Low point–… Continue Reading
The dead of winter is a great time to organize one’s notes and photographs, and rummage through memories of last year’s adventures. This is the tale of a solo trip to a seldom-visited string of lakes in the Trinity Alps.… Continue Reading
Some of the most cringe-worthy phone calls I receive are those from desperate pet owners describing how their two dogs have, “started fighting out of the blue.” I cringe because 99.9% of the time, the call comes long after the… Continue Reading
Dogs are social, curious animals that do not handle boredom and isolation well. When left to their own devices, unemployed, under-exercised dogs will find something to do. Guaranteed. Sadly, a dog’s interpretations of fabulous options for entertainment are usually annoying… Continue Reading
I see foxtails. Everywhere. Hordeum murinum or “Hare Barley,” a non-native invader from Spain, grows in healthy, thick patches along the trails and in open spaces where people walk their dogs. What appears to be innocent, lush grass in early… Continue Reading
Here we are. Another January. Another new year. While packing away all the Christmas decorations, and hauling the tree to the curb, I noticed the neighborhood trash bins stuffed beyond overflowing with crushed boxes and colorful – mostly red and… Continue Reading
To put it mildly, I was kind of a rebel back in the day. I was the kind of kid who liked to march to the beat of my own drum. I just thought I knew what was best for… Continue Reading
It’s a beautiful day. Of course it’s grey and raining where I am as I write this from a week long vacation along the Southern Oregon coast, and I have no idea what the weather is like back home in… Continue Reading
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