We started early in the morning. Dark and cold, the sun still a couple of hours away. Apparently that’s the perfect time for a balloon ride in Morocco. I was cold and irritable. But as the ride wore on, and the van drove us out of Marrakech, towards the Atlas Mountains, my mood improved. Continue reading “Balloon Over Morocco” »
I’m guessing Turkey doesn’t have a rat problem. Wherever I went I saw cats. They are everywhere. When I got home I was surprised at how many of pictures of cats I ended up with. So, since the Internet loves cats, I figured I’d share some. Continue reading “In Turkey, Seeing Cats” »
There are no lousy pictures of Switzerland. Even a person like myself, who manages to get a finger or a thumb in almost every picture, can get some decent shots. And so, without further ado, here we go!
Continue reading “15 of My Favorite Pictures of Switzerland” »
So I just got back from Europe. And, man, what they do to blue jeans over there should be criminalized. Continue reading “Terrible Things Happen To Jeans When They Go To Europe” »
The views are stunning.
I should work for the newspaper. I can pun with the best of them! Anyway, this is part 2 of my Swiss Cable Car adventures. Continue reading “In Switzerland, Riding the World’s First Open Air Cable Car” »
The road materializes as you drive on it.
It’s been a long couple of weeks for the Gallivanting Explorer. I just got back from the Four Corners area of Colorado, New Mexico, and Utah, where I explored Anasazi cliff dwellings on the Ute Mountain Ute Tribal Reservation, went rafting through the Navajo Reservation, on the San Juan River – all under the guidance of archaeologists, who provided more information than I could ever hope to retain. It was great!
Not so great. Driving the long road from San Francisco to Cortez, Colorado and back. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was driving The Loneliest Road in America….
Above the hill town of Austin, Nevada – and a whole lot of nothing on the other side.
It’s been a long day of driving. But it was exciting. I left San Francisco across the Bay Bridge, took 80 North to Sacramento and headed east on 50. Continue reading “On the way to Cortez – Day One” »
The rarely seen, but supremely talented, motorcycle dog
Morocco is an amazing country. I’m quite convinced I could live there. There’s so many sights and sounds and so much architecture and hubbub that there’s no way to do it justice in only a few photos. Which is why I took thousands of them. I spent so much time with the camera stuck to my face that almost every picture taken of me is one of me taking a picture. And I’m not even a photographer! (Not yet anyway. I’m working on it.)
A big hole in the ground
A lot of places, when you actually visit them, underwhelm. It’s rare that a place lives up to its billing. Continue reading “The Grand Canyon Never Disappoints” »