Archive of journal entries re "Traveling"
Here I am in Scotland again, and without any thought of this before I left home, I have started by photographing a couple of scenes from when I was here in the spring.
Rogie Falls is just a stone’s throw from Inverness, plus a short hike. This time I did »
This was the second part of our trip to the Pacific North West.
Ahead of the eclipse, the traffic coming down I-5, particularly getting past Seattle, was just incredible; it took us over 3 hours to go from Everett to past Olympia. And there were all these signs on the »
Our original plans for this trip centered on meeting people, rather than getting out and about, but none of these plans came together in Washington state. Jill’s nephew decided to leave Seattle the week before we arrived, and our friend in Vancouver, BC had to cancel our meet in »
We were making plans to stay at our friend’s farmhouse outside Benton Harbor, and hoping to meet up with friends who lived in Grand Rapids, and did our normal check on what was going on in the area, what there might be to see, and were surprised when we »
We haven’t been “Up North” for a long time. One of the poets Jill publishes, Holly Wren Spaulding, has a residency at the The Old Art Building in Leland. Normally residencies there (any gallery?) are by visual artists, so if we needed any more encouragement to go »
Third and last time in Inverness on this trip. I had been thinking of going up to Wick for the day, but realized, after a not-too-early start and a detour on the way, that would never happen, and stopped when I got to Dornoch and explored the effects of »
Pulling myself away from the trees at Clanach, I discovered Corrieshalloch Gorge (it sometimes seemed I’d done no research for this trip, but actually I did sort of know about the Gorge but not how amazing it, and the hiking round about, is).
The National Trust carpark for the Gorge »
It’s a great drive north from Tarbert across the Isle of Lewis. It became an example of how you can never do enough research when I got to the standing stones at Callanish and found them surrounded by cones and tape; there was no one there at the time, »
On the Isle of Harris, I drove south from Tarbert along the west side of the island. I stopped for a few hours on the A859 at a couple of places around Seilebost. Every which way I pointed the camera, there was a new idea of how to make »