A Dreamy Day On The Russian River

A Dreamy Day On The Russian River

It was a slow, lazy glide down the Russian River yesterday. Carol and I slid our kayaks into the water on a cool, foggy morning at Steelhead Beach for the eight mile trip to Johnson’s Beach in Guerneville. One of the many benefits of retirement is being able to enjoy...
Songs We Know By Heart

Songs We Know By Heart

Last night at the Rio Nido Roadhouse, an intimate outdoor venue on the banks of the Russian River, pre-eminent Eagles tribute band the Illeagles took to the stage. I was blow away by their musicianship and how faithfully they recreated the music of a band that is an...
The Holiness Of Redwood Trees

The Holiness Of Redwood Trees

Some things just never get old, spending time among the giant redwood trees of Northern California is one of those things. The coast redwood, sequoia sempervirens, is found only along a narrow band of coastal California from Big Sur in the south to just above the...
A Bibliophile’s Guide To Book Hunting

A Bibliophile’s Guide To Book Hunting

I’m a hunter. My prey aren’t deer. I don’t rise before dawn to stalk lakes and marshes in search of waterfowl. I have no desire to roam the Serengeti and bag a trophy to hang on the wall of my study. I don’t own a gun. I’ve never shot a gun. A bow and arrow? Leave...
Joy, Love, Peace

Joy, Love, Peace

The sun has just risen over the peak of Haleakala, the 10,053 foot high dormant volcano that dominates the East Maui landscape; it’s a picture-perfect morning as Carol and I make our way down the white sand dreamway that is Keawakapu Beach here on the island’s south...