Category: wanderin’

Monday afternoon I traveled Eastbound, to that little slice of Oregon where the Pacific Time Zone yields to¬†Owyhee¬†Time as my friend Justin calls it. A land where onions litter the side of the roads, and massive brown trout yard themselves out of froggy water to grab midges during crisp fall mornings. The sun didn’t rise […]

We gotta get to a higher place And I hope we all arrive together We gotta get to a higher place If we want to survive the weather A Higher Place – Tom Petty That cassette tape got played quite a bit in the old Ford Ranger¬†back in the day. Facing the news today coming […]

I boarded the Iceland Air flight from Copenhagen late on a Monday night, and during the entire trip, the jet chased the final Gold Laces of light in the West. The sun had yet to set in Iceland when I landed just before midnight… a crazy thing to experience, and I was immediately thankful it […]

Well perhaps the title should read: 40 Year Dream – but the song is called 40 Day Dream, and really – my 40th birthday kind of felt like a day dream. ¬†Like many weekends in the winter, the one that occupied my birthdate happened to be one that required us to be away from home […]

A few times a year I get the chance to travel to interesting places for work. ¬†Earlier this month, I joined my team in¬†New Orleans for a week of time spent working together on projects and exploring the sights, sounds, and deep cultural history of this amazing city. On some of these work¬†trips, I pack […]

Over the past month, winter has done its best to turn Bend Oregon into a real-life version of Arendale. ¬†Most of my spare time was spent shoveling snow into piles, clearing the roof of snow, and then shoveling those piles into more piles. ¬†Roofs collapsed, schools were canceled for almost 2 weeks straight, and cabin […]

Some people choose to spend the “final” weekend of summer at the beach. ¬†Others herald the opening weekend of college football with a back yard bbq. ¬†The Crawfords of Bend – they opted to spend the weekend camping in a pasture full of black cows. Wamic, Oregon¬†was the exact location of said pasture. ¬†But this […]