Yearly Archives: 2015
Recently, I got a message from friends there was a boat headed to South Georgia. There was a spare berth aboard. They wanted me to come along.
“Sure!” I said and finally I had The Answer.
The Answer to The Question folks always ask me – “Where are you traveling next?”
So now, when I tell folks I’m off to South Georgia, this image pops in to their heads.
Me in the Beer Dinghy, floating down the black waters spotting… Continue reading
A while back I decided to travel across North Carolina by mule. Trouble was, I didn’t own a saddle bag, horse trailer, or, yeah, it gets worse, a vehicle.
I did own a mule named Woody.
By dint of sewing, borrowing and improvising,… Continue reading
January 5 was my birthday and it got me looking back through my old slides. Funny how life changes. Thirteen years ago I was living in New Zealand chasing cows with Allan Crawford. These days I live on my farm in western North Carolina. I chase mules instead of cows. When I run to town, it’s for diesel, memory cards and wifi, not shark oil, scones and slide film.