It was serendipitous that I ended up at the FDR memorial on Monday. After an absence of many years. I…
It’s official GNV, flying pig sighted
Well, I guess we really do need to have a Flying Pig Parade in GNV. I mean, now we’ve got…
One fine day on two fine trails
We are visiting my daughter in Bethesda for Thanksgiving. Today was a fine day,. Cold but big sun. And as…
Here’s what’s on stage in GNV this holiday season
I wrote this piece for the Gainesville Sun. Reposting it here in my blog. A first meeting of future in…
The problem with Alice
My friend Shelley Fraser Mickle has written a lively biography of Alice Lee Roosevelt. I wrote this piece about her…
In which I finally find myself fallen into good company
To the sea, son, to the sea. Every bit of water you ever seen on land is going – or…
Ceasars head: The man. The dog.
Veni, vidi, vici. Being a classical sort of guy I thought I’d kick off this photo-essay about the view from…
Finally! Proof of my humanity
Well, it finally happened. Somebody attested that I am human after all. And it’s not like I haven’t been telling…
We were young once, and fearless
Those guys up top? They were the founders of the Shining Rock Orienteering Society getting ready to push off for…
The river of many returns
The first time I camped on the Mills River, in the Pisgah National Forest, was maybe a quarter century ago.…
