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In his aerial travelogue of flying a newly-purchased Stearman across the country, aviation writer Stephen Coonts wrote, “Flying is like sex – I’ve never had all I wanted but occasionally […]
Minot, North Dakota
First thing you need to know – which I only learned when Minneapolis Center handed me off to Minot Approach, was that it’s pronounced “MY-not”, not “me-KNOW” or any other […]
Learning the Lines
Just a brief note here with an announcement: I’m tickled pink to share that “Learning the Lines,” a song Jay Hagar and I recorded, has taken second place in the […]
Dancing Between the Raindrops
I’m going to chalk it up to luck, because there’s no way I could plan this, even if I had a feed of the weather channel piped directly into my […]
In My Element
I’m still dipping my fork into the puddle of warm maple and whipped cream left over from the bread pudding that served as breakfast, while sipping away on a mug […]
The Mountains are Calling
I’m sure there’s a way to tell this part of the story concisely, and without quite so much whining. But I’m not sure I have it in me to distill […]
David and the *Almost* Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
Raise your hand if you’ve ever lost your phone. Raise your hand if you’ve ever lost your phone somewhere in the middle of five acres of pasture you’ve been mowing […]
Show and Tell
Mostly show. A little tell. Oh, and full disclosure: there’ll be a picture of wombat poop somewhere. Just because. So. The wicked storm that had been rallying out in the […]
Singing for my Supper
One of my friends posed a perfectly reasonable question in response to my last few blog posts. Something along the lines of, “Uhhh, what’s with all this galavanting about – […]
MONA
Up until very recently, the only thing I thought I knew about Tasmania (other than that Tasmanian devils were real, but nothing like what Warner Brothers would have us believe), […]
David Pablo Cohn 