Just like a lot of other people, I ingest news on a daily basis, from every possible media source. Internet, television, newspaper and radio. The ‘paper’ selling headlines are filled with death, destruction, and unthinkable crimes. The race for political office, millions of illegal aliens, mass murder, ACLU this, ACLU that. Continue reading The Talent Show
(My wonderful Goddaughter and I went to Costa Rica a couple of years ago. Here’s the actual email that I sent to our loved ones back home. OK, you’re right, the edited email.)
So Rachel and I went to the beach today for the first time. A short walk down from our hotel. The sand at this stretch of beach is dark brown/black from volcanic rock. Lots of waves..lots of surfers. Not for swimming. After we double coated Rachel with 9000 SPF, she did what women do. Lay and bake, read a book. Turn over. Repeat.
Back when I was ten, eleven, maybe twelve years old, me and my best friend would plan bike hikes, usually on a Saturday morning, to explore different local attractions. But not the ones that you’d find in a travel brochure. Back in a time when you might tell a parent that “I’m going over to Mitch’s house” and then take off on your spider bike, no helmet, no kneepads, no money, no cell phone, and best of all, no worries. Continue reading Bike Hikes