In the Mexican mountain town of Mascota, our local friends brought us to the site of an unfinished Roman Catholic temple, Templo de la Preciosa Sangre. It is unknown exactly why the temple was never finished, though the simple fact of running out of funds seems to be the consensus. Even in its unfinished … More An Idea Unfinished
I took a break from monthly postings on my little blog here. Good to be back. This image was captured a few summers ago on Goose Lake, which is actually a reservoir, from the shore of my favorite car camping sanctuary just outside of McCall. Goose Lake is a perfect public access point to the … More Reflections of Summer
In my ongoing effort to control the spread of beetle kill, I hired the skilled folks at Acker Tree Service to come in and take out some of the infested trees that are too complicated for me to take out myself. If you can get to the trees soon enough, burn, cover with plastic, or … More Spar On The Lake
Water flows all day ~ A creek makes its own path down ~ Snake to the river ~
After 18 years living in central Idaho, I FINALLY made the trek to City of Rocks National Reserve. What took me so long? Well, so much to see, so little time I suppose. Now that I have been, I already have plans to build another road trip around an extended stay at City of Rocks. … More Granite Paradise: City of Rocks National Reserve
Winter in the Salmon River mountains of Central Idaho covers up so much of what we love in the backcountry; colorful plants, insects (there’s a few if you pay attention), birds (the ravens, owls, goshawks, woodpeckers, and some resident song birds stick around), fast moving creeks, unique rock formations, archeological sites and so much … More Take a hike with me: South Bruin
On a walk through the garden, I was appreciating this yellow concrete decorative wall, then this little spider came into view. The spiders dark and light striping, and green and yellow hues blended naturally with the peppered wall. Neat!
I came across this well seasoned motorcycle while wandering the side streets of Puerto Vallarta. The tires had air and the seat had a somewhat fresh tape job. I suspect it still prowled the bruising cobblestone streets, and corrosive Pacific coast air of one of my favorite Mexican cities.
Slab Butte, as seen on recent backcountry tour while volunteering with the Payette Avalanche Center.
A golden sunset descends on the cranes in the Port of Seattle. As seen from the Jose Rizal bridge.