Category: Region
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Getting There
Our first leg was on a new Airbus 380 with a capacity of 526 people. We were five rows behind the pilots and I got a peek into the flight deck. We had a long enough layover in Frankfurt to have lunch with Steph’s mom, Antje, who lives in the area. If you can believe…
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The Crossroads and the Compass
The Crossroads and the Compass – 7 April 2012 We don’t ride as much as we used to. That’s not a good thing, but it’s just the way it’s been for the last few years. We’ve been focused on adjusting to being back here in the U.S. and other aspects of life. So, we haven’t…
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Sunrise, Many Glaciers Lodge, Glacier National Park
This was the sunrise view from the balcony of our room today at the Many Glaciers Lodge, Glacier National Park, Montana, USA. (click on image for larger size) This is a panorama created in Photoshop CS5 64 from nine separate shots. The photos were taken handheld with my Canon S90 pocket camera in manual mode,…
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One for OJ
19 July, 2010 While Scott is out wandering the world, we are left to more pedestrian, plebeian pursuits. Devoid of exotic destinations, we must settle for the typical, the mundane, the merely domestic. (click on image for larger size) That’s not to say it is without its simple pleasures. (click on image for larger size)…
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The Old Ways
Reentering the grid is a challenging experience when planned and voluntary. When unexpected, arbitrary and not of your own making, it is doubly so. At times, the pragmatic aspects are overwhelming in their breadth, requiring an entire life to be reconstructed and assembled out of sometimes moving parts. But those challenges pale in comparison to…
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Harkin vs. Loring
We’re visiting my mother and grandmother in northwest Arkansas. They are at an age and in a place where politics are discussed, religion is assumed and passion is reserved for the important things, such as the best variety of peach and the premiere source for the crème de la crème of watermelons. For instance, my grandmother…
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Band Jocks
This year we’re participating in an American summer tradition: The Drive Across The Country. Our route this year takes us from San Diego, California to Austin, Texas. Via Minneapolis. Illogical and inefficient–true, but it gives us the chance to see the kids and granddaughter, family, some friends and a fair bit of the country. Along the way…