Pointing the way back to Chew Green, the start of our Saturday walkWe’d been looking forward to our first serious hike of the year and, all things considered, we weren’t…
Barney and me atop the Huachuca MountainsWe found Ron Izzo’s outfit on the Net. He sounded as though he knew what he was doing – and as if he cared…
There are no pictures from our visit to Taos Pueblo for the Feast Day of San Geronimo, which was celebrated on 30th September. The residents bar the use of cameras,…
I have had worse. One day last year, for instance, I breakfasted on stale pancakes and dried egg. But there was a reason for that: I was in northern Norway,…