Catching Fish and Memories in the Eastern Sierra
There is a whisper in the trees. A soft song that comes and goes as faithfully as the wind, emanating from the needles of pines. It is the hum of Mother Nature, quietly reassuring anyone who listens that she is there and she is in control. If you do choose to listen, you can hear just how vast and...
An Impromptu Adventure to Trona Pinnacles
A father is so many things. A teacher, friend, chef, adventurer, basic problem solver, advanced problem solver, self-defense instructor, scary movie scene blinder, scientist, disciplinarian, friend, snuggle buddy and on and on. I had no idea when I became a father I would suddenly be thrust into this never ending world of roles. When I was single, or at...
