Author: Bill Woodall

Today, Sunday, marks the end of our final weekend at Willow Bay. When we head south Saturday, I will have spent 14 of my last 19 months here, site 2,…

Pics from the lovely Allegheny National Forest plus plans for ’25 Shunpiking in the lovely Allegheny National Forest on a Golden afternoon. The road to our camp site at Willow…

That’s Michele, headed for the tasting room at Bully Hill Vineyards. Bully Hill was started by Walter Taylor, grandson of the founder of Taylor Wines, on a hill beside Keuka…

I’ve not seen son, Josh, or daughter-in-law, Emily, in many, many months. He is currently assigned to support a Canadian Air force project within a few hours of Niagara Falls….

So long, it’s been good to know you🎼 BY the time leave here, early on Oct 26, I will have spent 14 of the most recent months 19 here. Willow…

Millie and me, morning sun at our back, comfy in our cart, trundling toward our daily routine.

Last year, my pal Ronnie Spradlin sent me an umbrella hat. As intended, it keeps my hair dry, affords a measure of shade and provides entertainment for our campers here…

With a sky as clear as a Marilyn Horne aria, our warmth is fleeing quickly. The weather professionals are predicting temperatures in the mid- to upper-30s with a frost advisory…

Here in the Allegheny River watershed, in the land of Johnny Appleseed, a spring profusion of apple blossoms promises a limb-bending crop… if we can dodge a late frost.

The hardwoods — oak, hickory, birch — are budding out. Blooms linger on the wild plums. The hills show muted shades of early green. The osprey circle above the lake…