Grand Teton, Part TWO
Having researched a tiny possible window to photograph the Milky Way at Grand Teton National Park the night before, I woke to the alarm I’d set for 4AM, stumbled my way to depress the button on my electric kettle, then scooped fresh ground coffee into my French press and donned my warm base and top layers while I waited for the water to boil. Once the kettle turned off, I poured the hot water over the ground beans, breathing life into my brain with the aroma of fresh coffee promising much-anticipated alertness…
Grand Teton, Part ONE
I sit listening to the furious wind and rain pounding the sides of my office in our fifth wheel as I look out the window to see the sandstone peaks of Badlands National Park. Unsure exactly where this post will go, but I will title it once it has taken its direction.
Mountain Goat and I are finally on our first real trip with our new fifth wheel, which we moved into on Christmas Eve 2024…
Rarer than a rainbow
This morning I decided to go to the town of Mendocino with hopes of photographing the sunrise. The skies have been different levels of cloudy lately, and some make for more interesting sunrises and sunsets than others, so I figured I might try my luck. My brain woke up 20 minutes before my alarm went off, so I played on my phone for a few minutes before I got up and put on some warm clothing. I made my coffee, cut up an apple and grabbed a small bag of shelled pistachios to get me through the morning. While I remotely warmed up the truck, I quickly did the few dishes in the sink, gathered my camera bag along with my coat, hat, and boots, and climbed into the truck, setting my playlist on my phone to let Mary Chapin Carpenter welcome the day with me…
I hate mushrooms, but they make pretty photographs
Mountain Goat and I are spending some time at her parents’ place in Mendocino County, and for New Year’s Day, after being sworn to secrecy for the location, we were invited to go mushrooming with a friend of hers. Mind you, neither of us enjoys eating mushrooms (for any reason), but we don’t need much coaxing to get outside and get dirty.
doing this blog thing
When I decided I wanted to do outdoor education, my first thought was to write a blog. I have been a writer since I was a kid, so it made sense.
But no one reads blogs anymore, do they?