When I was in high school, one of the most lucrative summer jobs – one of the few that didn’t pay minimum wage – was cleaning out chicken manure at the local chicken farms. Chicken manure has a pervasive, nauseating aroma, and there were many debates amongst my 4-H friends as to which smelled worse: […]
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We are headed to my friend Jeep’s place for a few nights, to stay in his vacation home that he generously offered up for our use. Most of the year he lives in California, but he spends part of the summer in Montana. Late May is not summer – or even summer-like – a fact […]
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A subtle shift happens as we leave eastern Washington and cross into Idaho. Cowboy boots begin to appear. Cowboy hats. Large belt buckles. Stuffed animal heads decorate roadside eateries. We’ve left the coast far behind, and are in new territory. And then there are the radio stations. On some lonely stretches of road we only […]
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Our next stop is to visit Mark’s Aunt Maureen and Uncle Don. They recently moved to Richland, WA from Spokane, for the warmer climate and to live closer to family. Don is a “river doctor”, and travels all over North and South America helping rivers to flow in deliberate ways relative to development. He and […]
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