Til the Last Hemlock Dies

When I was a kid I would often ride with my parents on trips between Macon GA and Atlanta GA and sometimes to points north such as Ellijay G...

When you live in a town that rarely sees snow, or even cold winter weather, you sometimes have to take the initiative to find a place to pla...

Most writers I know are self-conscious and pretty darned critical of themselves and their work. This is a good thing in some ways, but shoul...

Writing is a pretty damned sedentary occupation. One sits for hours at a desk and pours their imagination onto a page or a blank screen. I...

I have two obsessions in my life. One of them is writing, and the other is my pursuit of outdoor activities. The workday world has always pu...

We ended up staying at three different campgrounds on our latest road trip to Florida. Heading right down from Charlotte, we drove straight ...

Carole and I have been on so many camping trips that sometimes they all seem to blur and we try to recall where and when we saw this or that...

We spent the second leg of our Florida/Georgia trip at Three Rivers State Park right on the Florida/Georgia border. The park is located on t...

Too busy to post much on the blog today. But I did want to post a video I created of the situation we encountered when Carole and I kayaked ...

One of the main things we wanted to do on this trip was kayak the Suwannee River to see the many springs that lie along its banks and in the...

As I had mentioned earlier, Carole and I decided to take a swing through middle Georgia on the way home. This was done so that we could hit ...

Recall the bird's nest with babies in it from just before we left for Florida? The ones for whom I had to create a new, safe nesting ar...

Carole and I love to visit sites that relate to American history. We always have a blast learning about America's past. We especially en...