Rooooaaaadtrip!!!
When they say “getting there is half the fun,” the implication is that being there is the other half, which doesn’t leave a lot in the First National Bank of […]
When they say “getting there is half the fun,” the implication is that being there is the other half, which doesn’t leave a lot in the First National Bank of […]
Okay, it’s not that I’m trying to make people envious. It’s just that coincidences and improbabilities seem to pop up more in the Pabloverse than in most other places. Case […]
The best brief description was that it was a shanty town. A shanty town floating along the Sacramento River Delta. Manned by young hot pirates. With power tools. Oh, and […]
Night is a sort of mask we wear. Not to really disguise ourselves, but to give ourselves permission to be someone, something we aren’t during the day. Really, electric lights […]
Rafting up turned out to be remarkably straightforward. We overnighted anchored with another houseboat (“Glow Lounge”) about 500’ from the initial three Dromhaven boats, and gave them a call in […]
Morning, after a quiet night, and I’m bracing myself for the inevitable stress, yelling, conflict and inevitable random acts of stupidity of getting all the houseboats rafted up. Ephemerisle has […]
Apparently, the understated Edmund Hillary’s first words upon reaching camp after he and Tenzing Norgay summited Everest were “Well, George, we knocked that bastard off.” Made it sound casual, making […]
What’s the Fourth of July without an uncontrolled brushfire? Yeah. We were down at the beach below Lauren’s, watching others along the waterfront setting off some of the more serious […]
A man could get used to this. Lauren and Stephen have a little 15 power telescope set up on the porch, overlooking Elger Bay, west of their perch on Camano […]
I swear, it’s magic. Devon and I dragged Jeremy out of bed at eight this morning and piled him and a duffle of clothes into the back of the plane. […]