It’s dawn and we’re heading north. To the east, a pink orange light is just peeking over the mountains. To the west, the fat full moon still hangs low in the sky. The slough is covered with a low mist that hangs at what appears to be, as we fly by on the freeway, about …
“Let’s just go home,” we said. Why? Well, sometimes, the Northwest rain is a little too much. Watching the torrents pour from the sky this morning was gloomy and uninspiring. Saturday had been just fine, but short of some visiting that would have been nice to squeeze in, we’d accomplished our goals. We’d visited Little …
It is important to dress well while traveling. I realize that this is stating the obvious, but without an wool overcoat and warm hat and long underwear and big umbrella, the day would have been spent in relative misery. Either we’d have stayed in, napping and drinking tea – not so miserable but beside the …
My ex-downstairs neighbor very kindly offered us the use of his West End studio apartment so we could export Fish Wednesday to the north. We left the slushy streets of Seattle and pointed the Tercel towards Canada. After a brief stop at our favorite patchouli scented bagel joint in Bellingham, we crossed the border with …
On June 21st, the first day of summer, we loaded the car with camping gear, a ukulele, and Lumpy the Sock Monkey. We pointed the car north and went to look at parts of Canada. The weather was bad, the campground neighbors were loud, and the Rockies were awash in busloads of tourists. Did we …
Our friend Knox told us to go to Drumheller and because it would Not Stop Raining, we did. The week before, Drumheller had suffered from terrible flooding, the kind where all the news is about the flooding. We know this not because anyone told us, but because we were sick and tired of the rain, …