I am grateful for a Volvo 122s wagon.

A 1967, dark green Volvo 122s station wagon that my Dad bought new. Seat belts were an option that he wisely chose. It hauled our family and tent trailer on epic family…

Travel isn't always pretty. It isn't always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that's okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and…

I'm grateful for the opportunity to travel. The opportunity to remove myself completely from my usual environment can be very relaxing and restorative. Travel gives me an expanded world view that I would never experience in my normal daily…

Heading out in the next few days to do some traveling south of the border looking for spring, lassoing it, and hauling it kicking and screaming back to Canada. Along the way I'll do a little exploring, some bass fishing…