“All of Europe?”

The weather at Lukla’s notorious airport held. Thankfully, our plane was the last to depart for three days. But then my travel luck took an odd turn.             We had returned to Katmandu on schedule. The doorman at the hotel was there to greet me. He had wished me well when we departed. “Welcome backContinue reading ““All of Europe?””

Ode to Annet the Airbnb

Annet, Annet, with your thick steel plating Mooring lines secured, your next sail is waiting Down your arched gangplank, with our luggage in hand You sway with yellow legged seagulls and barnacle geese in the band Diamond patterned decks, lead down rather large stairs Cabins on both ends, enough for two pair Tables, a kitchenContinue reading “Ode to Annet the Airbnb”

Old Friends – Part Three

It’s bad form to refer to friends as old. In this case, however, hiking boots come under a separate and honored category. They are trusted old friends that have transported me on many adventures. Curriculum vitae (CV) from left to right. #1 While on some field research in the late 90’s I visited beautiful oldContinue reading “Old Friends – Part Three”

Friendships – Part Two

As a young boy, I discovered that my father’s happy place was his library of mountaineering books, specifically, Mt. Everest and the Himalaya. When he drank, there would always be a point at which he could not stop. My siblings and I witnessed dozens of horrific recoveries. Sometimes at home, sometimes in the psychiatric wardContinue reading “Friendships – Part Two”

Friendships – Part One

When we live long enough, the friends that pass through our lives take many forms. Some begin in grade school or high school, the folks you don’t see for years, but the next meeting is like you had simply continued the last conversation. As adults, friends can ebb & flow, and sometimes, if we makeContinue reading “Friendships – Part One”

Longyearbyen, Svalbard

Think of the historical images you’ve seen of Tombstone or Doge City: buildings constructed from similar materials and colors, the dust, roads straight by necessity, and corrals of snowmobiles in this environment instead of horses, and you caint bring them shoot’n irons into the saloon or the general store. This is a place where youContinue reading “Longyearbyen, Svalbard”