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Blast From the Past

Blast From the Past

Mike and Amy and I did a short wander in the Gifford Pinchot, hoping to find some boletes or some late season morels. Aside from a nice flush of Amanita, we got skunked.             We swung by South Prairie, but Disappearing Lake has...

Lost Creek Longhouse  Chapter 1: Getting There

Lost Creek Longhouse Chapter 1: Getting There

            Ultra-light camping is all well and good, but I had a somewhat different approach in mind for the expedition to Lost Creek. I wanted to build a longhouse. I wasn’t exactly sure how to put one together; I did know it would take all the canvas I had and a...

A Quick Overnight

A Quick Overnight

 This piece first appeared  June 2018 as Meine Freiheit in Nr.38  of International Sidecar Traveller.         By Monday afternoon I knew something had to be done. Work was beginning to take its toll, and I still had the rest of the week to go....

Good Morning

Good Morning

    1/30/26 7:30 40F (4.4C) Calm air, fog, not raining. Yesterday it rained all day. Not hard, but persistently. Wood smoke hung on the ground, clinging to the trees and pooling in the low spots and swales in the orchards, mixing with the light fog....

Good Morning

Good Morning

  1/29/26 6:30 34F (1C) Cloudy and raining. It is a sodden,  drizzly morning.  Even the owl, calling through the darkness,  sounds wet.                      

Good Morning

Good Morning

  1/28/26 6:15 28F (-2.2C) Dark, silent, cold, with a thin overcast and light freezing rain. The deck is pimpled with ice. Only a couple stars pierce the gloom. I am anticipating a trip to the dentist with some trepidation. Good morning.      ...

Good Morning

Good Morning

  1/27/26 6:30 24F (-5.5C) Dim, thin overcast, no wind. It is a quiet morning. Frozen and icy. If there were more light, it would  sparkle. I can smell the cold ash of last night's fire. Walter Dawg is on watch. A silent sentry, his shadowed form backlit by the...

Good Morning

Good Morning

  1/26/26 7:00 22F (-5.5C) Cold and cloudy. The birds are waking up, their chattering and whistles subdued and muted. Dawn is sneaking in through the dim, gray shadows with barely a whisper.                    ...