The Professional Wanderer

Maybe I could be out on a limb here and ever so surely, becoming a curmudgeon but having no life at times, makes you concentrate on some of ...

Saturday, July 3, 2010 A cool morning in the low 60s beckoned me to get out and explore. This time, I wound up on Mount Washington and th...

Really! My bet was I'd be on a plane Friday just possibly going home but, alas, it didn't happen. I'm here in Pittsburgh (Brid...

I'm not a particular fan of Memphis, Tennessee, simply because of an ongoing war with one of the carriers, but if you fly to or from any...

When I've been on an assignment for a while, I'm always speculating where and when the next one will be. For the past few days, the...

I had wanted to ride up to the Mackinac (Mackinaw) Bridge and Island where the upper peninsula connects with the southern part of Michigan ...

Air travel just isn't what it used to be. Boarding a 757 in Houston, I found an older Asian guy in my seat who insisted I should take hi...

Memorial Day 2010, Gonzales, LA

My riding podnuh called me just as I had gotten in from Dearborn Friday night asking what I thought about a ride over to Scott, LA (Lafayett...

hoe·down : -noun 1. a community dancing party typically featuring folk and square dances accompanied by lively hillbilly tunes played on t...