French Creek Seasons
Every mile of trail in French Creek Park has my footprints on it. After years of hiking there, I sought…
Every mile of trail in French Creek Park has my footprints on it. After years of hiking there, I sought…
Towering storm clouds with dramatic light were the perfect backdrop for a walk in Washington. Old Glory highlighted against the…
It was my birthday present to myself, a weekend camping trip. With borrowed gear stowed in my Miata and the…
Marsh Creek is where I began to look at water differently. It is where I most recently saw a Bald…
Raw power and surprising beauty shroud the now silent steel mill. Go there. Go alone and go unplugged. The silence…
Prelude to A Year in My Woods This year is not a calendar year, rather it is a reflection beginning…
Some time ago, I’d stayed at the Inn at St. Peter’s Village and enjoyed the experience. We had great fun…
The sad occasion of my Aunt Elizabeth’s funeral in Knoxville was also an opportunity to reconnect with my Tennessee cousins…
Tidbits from PA Trekking: I seldom go to Struble Trail as it is both paved and heavily used but for…
In a continuous quest to see the nooks and crannies of home, the day after Thanksgiving several of us took…
There is no finer way to spend an October afternoon than a walk in the woods. In my search for…