*Authors note: It has been brought to my attention that sometimes I make sweeping generalizations about large swaths of people and that this is often considered offensive. This is going to be one of those posts. I would like to point out that I make a conscious effort to indiscriminately insult people. If you were
11/19 – 11/25 “Oh shit, you set the car alarm off, that’s a stroke little bro.” Jim appeared in the kitchen of the Clarkston Union sometime in the summer of 2000. I don’t remember the first thing he said to me, but I recall that he was obviously a veteran of the restaurant industry. He
From Boulder Beach there is a short but steep climb into Boulder City. Boulder City is unremarkable. As you leave town and get onto US 95 South, you get one of those endless desert views. We roll downhill for 20 miles or so. There is a field of solar panels in the distance, but spatial
*Warning: the following contains various scatological references. If you find this offensive, then I am not sure why you are on a website dedicated to places that a person has urinated….. 10/13/18 – 11/2/18 I have never been a person to devote much thought to the ringer of my phone. I tried once but found
9/25 – 9/30 Shortly outside of Bend we have to get on Highway 97. It is our first taste of a divided highway. The shoulders are full of debris, although you can usually meander through it. A pickup truck drops a wooden box which gets hit by a semi and explodes. All we can do
8/31 – 9/6 “Two months of traveling and we are back where we started.” Passing the ferry terminal in Bellingham, where we had initially set sale, felt a bit silly. “It’s almost like we’ve accomplished nothing.” We breezed through Washington in about a week. Vancouver to Larrabee State Park. Larrabee State Park to Fort Ebey.
8/13 Woke up around 5:30 this morning and thought about getting out of bed. Then I realized there was no coffee to make or food to prepare as Soph was hard set on a breakfast sandwich from the gas station and that didn’t open until seven. The firefighters were already at work. Helicopters were buzzing
*Note: Some of this probably didn’t happen and this place may or may not actually exist My initial impression of the Great Yukon Lodge was that it was maintained with pride despite being a bit tired. The elements take their toll on any building here. Foundations shift, roofs are covered with moss, properties fill with