This afternoon, I stumbled upon a serene spot near a pond, a welcomed respite on my journey towards the Yukon. The surroundings were breathtaking, and I couldn’t resist taking a leisurely walk down to the water’s edge to appreciate the beauty of the scene. However, a tinge of regret washed over me as I realized… Continue reading The pond
Category: Uncategorized
Highway of tears
The road stretched ahead, its twists and turns guiding me through the rugged landscape. After a while, I felt the need to take a break and pulled over at a place called Salmon Run. It proved to be a peaceful spot, offering respite from the journey. As I resumed my travels, the landscape changed, and… Continue reading Highway of tears
The Bird
I like this bird.
Columbia Gorge
They resembled water dancers, moving gracefully across the surface. Like ballerinas, they would dip a hand into the water, executing a graceful curtsey before spinning around and reversing direction. The sheer beauty and elegance of their movements were captivating. It seemed as if they possessed incredible athleticism. I made up my mind to return and… Continue reading Columbia Gorge
Crater Lake
Off the highway, I turned onto the road leading to Crater Lake, a flicker of worry igniting within me. The snow lining the road grew deeper, an unexpected sight but thankfully without any impending storms. The signs warning of tire chains heightened my concerns. If conditions worsened, I resolved to turn back. And if further… Continue reading Crater Lake
Leaving California
Shortly before I took this picture, gas was $6.18. About 15 miles later gas was $4.29. I guess I’ve crossed into the promised land.
Fighter jets
The fighter jets would start at 9AM and go through sundown. Sometimes they would buzz me so close my ears hurt. Often they would bank high and do other aerial tricks. They were always going fast and making lots of noise. You can actually see the jet wash. Once one passed, you could see flames.… Continue reading Fighter jets
Death Valley weirdness
I have no idea what this thing is. It just sat on a rock all day and alternated between sleeping and watching me. All of the sudden it was gone and I have no idea where it went.
Death Valley wild flowers
I didn’t believe the rangers that there were wild flowers in the death valley. They are covering the hills on the way to Beatty, as well as many other places. Its so windy here that I almost fell down twice. At least thats all I’m willing to admit.
Snowing?
Its snowing in death valley. This is a cholla cactus. You don’t want to touch it. Don’t ask me why. I don’t care to recall that the barbs are like fish hooks.