Category: The Moosilauke Letters

Rachel Carson TrailMay   2019 Here is Lisa, breaking it down on a bridge on the Rachel Carson Trail. There was the time we were on the North Country Trail and she almost stepped on a snake.  Her reaction was totally unplanned, and entertaining.  She danced, oh yes, but this was no ordinary dance.  Rather… Continue reading She Can Dance If She Wants To

Cerbat Foothills Recreation AreaArizonaMarch  2019 We have bunny rabbits back home, cute, furry little hoppers.  Today’s hike is on the Monolith Garden Trail, some distance up the road from Wikieup, Arizona and Nothing, Arizona.  Here we find black-tailed jackrabbits, giants compared to our hometown bunnies. I’m told they grow up to 13 pounds but I… Continue reading Rabbits

MissouriJune  2008 C’mon.  Really?!

GeorgiaNovember  2012 I have been to Georgia many times, Lisa never.  So together, we have never been to Georgia.  Until now.  As we drive north from Atlanta to Brasstown Bald, the high point of the Peach State, it is clear and sunny and we can’t help but sing… Georgia, GeorgiaThe whole day throughJust an old… Continue reading Georgia Peaches

December  2015 Giving the gift of weapons to your niece’s young daughter and son may be a bit dicey. First, not knowing how my niece, the Squirt (her nickname that only I may use) feels about toy weapons, I ask her, “Can we bring two lightsabers into your home, y’know, as gifts for the kids?… Continue reading Lightsabers

October 2024

PittsburghMarch  2013 Pittsburgh airport.  Flight to Denver to take us to the high point of Kansas, among others. At the gate awaiting our flight.  Lisa goes to get a magazine.  A woman sits down on the adjacent chair, or whatever those plastic things you sit upon at the airport are called.  We sit for a… Continue reading Who Do You Trust?

The Black HillsSouth DakotaMay  2015 Our favorite local character and fellow diner back at The Hill City Cafe… …recommended that we not miss Crazy Horse.  Sage advice, that.  So there is Crazy Horse, the man and Crazy Horse, the mountain carving. Crazy Horse, the manCrazy Horse was born of parents from different tribes.  He was… Continue reading Crazy Horse

Harbin Hot SpringsCaliforniaJanuary  2009 On the morning of January 27, my birthday, I rise early.  It is daybreak when I go out to explore the trails.  At the end of one short trail is an alcove with a small but energetic waterfall.  I settle, listening to the water, feeling the rocks with my bare feet,… Continue reading Buddha Tipping

Zion National ParkUtahMarch  2014 The mountains are splendid and breathtaking in Zion National Park.  The squirrels and chipmunks are uncommonly bold, stopping just short of asking for food in complete English sentences, or possibly even French.  The mule deer, smaller cousins of our familiar white tail, have enormous ears to help keep themselves cool.  They… Continue reading Treats of Zion