Monday 1 August 2016, week 12: Buldir Island, 14:15 My 2 winters based south of Sacramento have gone unwritten because there wasn’t anything exciting enough to chronicle. In a nutshell, I drove a white pick-up truck and counted many thousands of birds in California’s Central Valley. While the mega flocks of geese flying overhead were impressive, and I enjoyed living on the Cosumnes River Preserve, the flatlands were not for…
March Madness did something many of us Spartan fans are not used to this year. It took a sword and not only threatened our team, but it bled the team and all its fans like a stuck pig. I was pulled along for the painful ride as I watched the MSU – Middle Tennessee State score teeter the wrong direction for the duration of the game. The whole time I…
Rather early on in my years in Fairbanks, I’ll admit I wanted to list myself as being in a relationship (on Facebook). Unfortunately I wasn’t able to specify my partner’s name because Alaska didn’t have an account. I couldn’t say I was “In a Relationship with Alaska.” Little did I realize just how correct that statement would become. Apart from Michigan, Alaska is the place where I’ve spent the most…
Probably my favorite thing about my travel style is the capacity for crazy random happenstances. Admittedly I’m not the most outgoing person, but I seem to bump into the right people at the right place and time. I was too busy having fun in NZ to write about it when it happened, but I ended up joining a group of internationals when I was on my hike up/down Mt. Doom….