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The Rock

The Rock

The trails got busy midafternoon at Starved Rock. It was 60 degrees and sunny on March 1. It was a perfect day. I smiled at a couple sitting on a bench watching three kids play. The oldest was balancing, heel-toe heel-toe with airplane arms, on the trunk of a fallen...
Yield

Yield

Yesterday I was hiking in Northern Michigan. Without the magic of a blanket of snow, the forest seemed dead. Dead. Bleak. And beat up. Visiting the forest was like showing up unannounced at a friend’s house on Sunday morning after the friend had been on a weekend...
Voice Box

Voice Box

Tuesday night, I headed east with the full moon acting as my guide. My goal was clear. This wasn’t a solo hike. It was a quest of sorts, a mission. There was a schedule. There were specific parameters to work within. I intended to release an idea by speaking words...
Drifting

Drifting

Y​esterday I rented a kayak. I love to take pictures while hiking and thought kayaking photography would be like hiking photography, only on water. It was not.  Usually, I walk around the subject to find a good angle. That’s tricky in a kayak. And by “tricky,” I mean...
Texas in July

Texas in July

Wear shoes and be nice. That’s what I learned last week. I spent a few days in Texas getting my nephew married. I was stunned by how kind Texans are. I spent my formative years living in Boston, so I think people in the Chicago area are friendly. And we ARE friendly...