The Professional Wanderer

Located about 35 miles north of Alamogordo and 15 from Tularosa , a hill is home to as many as 21,400 petroglyphs.  The trail is probably ¾...

Leaving the San Francisco east bay, I landed in El Paso, Texas and headed north.   As I drove north into the New Mexico desert, I could hea...

Nice quiet little community.  Wonder what they do? Actually, it's part of the Silicon Valley technology community .  I was only ther...

While the sun was still rising, the humidity was so thick it would wilt a crowbar, people mad their way down our street to the garage sale....

Recently, I've taken a break from the mountains, oceans and waterfalls to work near home.  For the past week and a half, I've been i...

I'm here in Denver for a brief time.  I arrived nearly two weeks ago on a Saturday afternoon.  Sunday, I found myself revisiting the R...

Gina, my office administrator and I were discussing kindness, personal giving and generosity in God's eyes and how it is returned to us...

Flying home is such a drag, especially when you're flying from the west coast to home and negotiating time zones.   It means to get hom...

I don't know how I should feel about this.  Sometimes angry and past irate, maybe the word is just "disgusted". It pretty mu...

What a bummer.  Saturday morning, I thought I would be able to go up to Mount Hood and Frog Lake to see a sled dog race but the weather did ...