Outside Adventure to the Max

“The river this November afternoon Rests in an equipoise of sun and cloud: A glooming light, a gleaming darkness shroud Its passage. All see...

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne. The old Scottish song...

Before we take to the sea, we walk on land ... Before we create, we must understand. --- Ernest Hemingway   Cruising on a Carnival Cruise th...

                                I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand                          Not a worry in the world, a cold beer ...

  I turned 60-years old this year. But in the year of Covid-19, the celebration ended abruptly. Like everyone, a lot of my plans were either...

This week the usually calm waters of Lake Natoma under the Rainbow Bridge are a boil. In Northern California, we have been riding the &...

  The rain has pounded against my window this week, leaving drops of water forming tiny rivers streaking across the glass pane. Each dro...

As I approached the lake, the first thing that hit me is the size of the gaping gully a hundred or so yards below the boat ramp. We had al...