In the Crystal Green of the Caribbean

Adventures start in the mind. At least that’s what I have come to understand as an adult looking backward. But as an 8-year-old boy in the Spring of 1969, staring over the side of the boat at the clearest crystal green water I had ever seen in my short years, adventure was the American VirginContinue reading “In the Crystal Green of the Caribbean”


Memories of a Desperate Shore

Inspired by stories and poetry speaking on the plight of sailor’s wives… San FranciscoMay 3rd, 1871 Dearest heart, You did not return to me. I am beside myself in worry. I have paced the shore and cliffs this day and more. No ship or light have I seen. No word or rumor have I heard.Continue reading “Memories of a Desperate Shore”

Paris in 1987 – Piss Poor in a Puddle of Pee – Viva La France

I can rant all I want about the conditions of the East Coast public transportation systems but, in truth, the US is a lightweight when it comes to abusing its clientele. For a premium portion of ridicule, abuse and general disrespect, one must venture to the City of Light. Bring a change of shoes. IContinue reading “Paris in 1987 – Piss Poor in a Puddle of Pee – Viva La France”

Romping Through Scotland the Brave

I think if I was asked to identify a hikers paradise I’d have to say it’s the Highlands of Scotland. As you can see in the below picture, the northern two thirds are considered Highlands. Historically, the lowlands were thought to be populated by the effete nobility of England and are not “true” Scots! IContinue reading “Romping Through Scotland the Brave”