Until 2003 it was a railroad trestle. Built in 1882, the 300-foot-tall — at the deepest point in the canyon — structure originally stood on cast iron legs and spanned…
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Too Little Trout
The problem with frying a nine-inch trout is that you’re frying A nine-inch trout. And, doggone it, that’s not much of a meal. However, this one was gifted to me…
Continue readingHow Green Is My Valley
Some days you’re elbow-deep in toilets. Some days it’s Monday morning, the campers have almost all gone home and it’s just Millie, me and our little green valley.
Continue readingNo rush
My boss yesterday described my job: you spend the morning hustling through the things you have to get done and the afternoons waiting for something to go wrong. So this…
Continue readingLife with Millie
Millie spends much of every day in our travel trailer. Not all day, of course. She’s become accustomed to traveling by golf cart while I make my rounds. But there…
Continue readingGoing home.
When I saw him, he was standing at the end of the dock, fishing pole drooping like even it was tired. The fisherman is from Michigan, Lansing area, and was…
Continue readingMaybe not golden, still priceless
If Jane and Henry Fonda were here, I’d think I had landed On Golden Pond. (For my younger followers, that’s a movie reference.)
Continue readingA short message
Electricity is a miracle. I’m not even certain I believe in it. Last week my trailer developed an electrical “short” that killed all my 110 volt electrical outlets. A fine…
Continue readingAdventurers
It’s quite surprising, at least to me, how many current and former campground hosts I’ve met in the almost four weeks I’ve been here. This week I met Ronnie and…
Continue readingA little night music…
When Steven Sondheim composed the score and drafted the lyrics (without the help of Artificial Intelligence) for “A Little Night Music” he had romance in mind. As I recall the…
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