As the old saying goes, "life is short, do what you can while you can." There are a dozen more aphorisms that would be appropriate to this post, but I'll spare you. My uncle Taylor was a career wanderer. In his younger days as a merchant marine he hit locations in Europe, the Americas, Africa... Continue Reading →
Fried Chicken? A-MEN!
On our first trip to the Florida Panhandle friends recommended that we visit the First United Methodist Church in Apalachicola. It is one of the oldest churches in the area. It’s a traditional wooden church with sunny leaded glass windows and a close-knit congregation, most who have attended the church for generations. They are presided... Continue Reading →
Florida Ice Age
Florida panhandle weather is usually windy and cold in March. Some days it is exceptionally so which can make outdoor activities less than pleasant. On days like this we turn inland to check out local attractions. So it was that five of us piled in a car to troll downtown Apalachicola for action. Our group... Continue Reading →
A Special Talent
Have you ever heard of MacGyver? For those of you not in the loop, MacGyver was a TV program about the titular character secret agent Angus MacGyver. No matter what the problem, MacGyver was able to create the very doohickey needed to do something like fix a jet engine so that the good guys can... Continue Reading →
‘Bama Facelift
The first week of travel on our annual winter excursion usually includes stops at various businesses that cater to people with RVs. This is the time of year we schedule what I call “facelift work” or “stuff Ben thinks is a good idea to do.” It’s become a ritual. People who own trailers and RVs... Continue Reading →
Crosses and a Bus, Part II
You can see it from our campsite. The first thing you notice is the American flag, and then you can make out what looks like a shack. The confluence where the Gauley and New rivers merge to become the Kanawha river is marked by two large clumps of rocks. On the taller rock, a group... Continue Reading →
Crosses and a Bus, Part I
If you spend any time in the town of Gauley Bridge West Virginia, you'll likely notice two of its most notable landmarks--other than the obvious New and Gauley Rivers that converge to form the Kanawha River. At the beginning of the Kanawha are two large rock formations. On one stands a bus. On the other... Continue Reading →
Base, Antennae, Span, Earth
When I called to make reservations at the New River Campground the owner told me we were lucky to get a site on Bridge Day weekend. I feigned understanding and agreed that I was indeed lucky. When I was done with the call I promptly Googled "Bridge Day." It takes place on the third Saturday... Continue Reading →
Connections
When I'm working on a story, at some point I turn to Ben and say "want to hear what I wrote?" This usually happens while we are on the road or just before bedtime. It helps me to read aloud, as I catch errors and notice parts that need to be reworked. He is a better editor than... Continue Reading →
Birds, Bikers, Beer & Dancin’ Annie
It was the bike that caught my attention. The adult tricycle was painted shocking pink and was festooned with dozens of blinking hearts on keyrings on the back basket. A pink plate read "Dancin' Annie's Pink Cadillac." It was parked most afternoons by the door of the Oyster City Brewing Company. The Oyster CIty Brewing... Continue Reading →