Second post of WHW photos. Some of my favorite shapes. Click to enlarge.
April 6, 2011
April 4, 2011
We walked most of the West Highland Way, a public footpath that stretches 95 miles from Milngavie, a suburb of Glasgow, to Fort William in the heart of the western highlands.
It was hilly and rocky, sunny and cloudy, desolate and lush, full of variety, even in the very early spring, when not much was yet growing or stirring.
This post: images of the path itself. Sometimes plain, sometimes well-made, sometimes fraught, often rocky, seemingly endless (mostly in a good way).
Click any image to enlarge.
January 24, 2011
August 20, 2010
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Our weeklong vacation to Oregon featured cherished time with dear friends, running at altitude, theatre, dining, drinking, wildlife, beauty, way too much time in the car, yoga, more drinking, meteor showers, giant trees, a lake in a volcano, mosquito bites, untold numbers of deer, the threat of injury and death, winding roads, the Pacific ocean, salted caramels, family, cooking, the Prince of Denmark and more. Did I photograph all of these things? No. I was having too much fun. But here are a few. Click any photo to enlarge.
September 25, 2009
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The boys and I went on nearly the perfect end-of-summer vacation last weekend. A cabin on a lake, a run through vineyards and orchards, wine tasting, good food, gorgeous sunny weather, no bugs, a hammock, a fire pit, early morning coffee in the hot tub watching the mist roll in over the lake. I’m tellin’ ya, it was over-the-top, ridiculously, stereotypically, cheesily grand. Just like the video, which is the sappiest thing in the world and which I will watch all winter whenever I’m feeling blue. Here are a few more photos, too (click to enlarge).
August 24, 2008
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Alongside the 40th anniversay party were two events that are not likely to be repeated in the near future.
The first was the Bare Buns Fun Run 5k. “Be Brave, Be Tough, Beat the Mountain in the Buff!” Yes, it was a clothing optional run at the Fraternity Snoqualmie nudist camp. Yes, I can see the question forming in your mind. I did not run naked (fear of pain) but in a bra and skirt (because I thought I would feel dumb in a bra and no bottoms). Melanie and John also did not run naked. We were conspicuously clothed. Jim, however, did run naked. As he put it, “I was going to be uncomfortable whether I had clothes on or not, so I took them off.” No, alas, there are no photos, save this one, of us in our souvenir tees.
Honestly, for me, it wasn’t all the nudity that made the experience unusual, it was having to run straight up a mountain. An impossible task for me, I might add, but DOWN was fantastic! Who knew I could run so fast?
After that, there was a wee trip to Vegas. I decided to be brave and wear a bikini. My first. It was a wrong-headed decision, and no, there are certainly no photos.
However, because I know y’all like a good bikini as much as the next person. Here you go.
My favorite stop in Vegas? The bar at
– a fabulously kitchy Soviet-era themed, very red establishment with a bar made of ice that specializes in imported vodkas. Need I say more? John, Michael and I were very, very happy with the twelve samples we consumed.
August 21, 2008
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I threw a surprise 40th wedding anniversary party for my folks in July (with the help of some sneaky companions) and it was an unqualified success. They were surprised to see me, surprised to have a party, surprised at all the guests, and generally delighted. The weather was perfect, the Moore’s house lovely, the Linds’ garden redolent, the food delish, the liquor flowing, and there was even a campfire. Who could ask for anything more? Click on any picture to enlarge.