Travel adventures
“We’d love to have you,” said the email. “Come in through the side entrance of the school at 7pm, we’ll be there. And yes, we have loaner ukuleles.” I bundled up, as one does. I put on my big boots and my giant parka and I stuffed my little camera into an interior pocket. I …
There is nothing quite like the feeling of getting into a taxi in a place you do not know. I like to hand the address of my hotel to the driver, and then, lean back and watch the skyline — such as it is — go by. I have done this in Los Angeles and …
This actually IS the road — I took this picture standing right in the middle of what is, in summer, the Klondike Highway.
First, there’s the noise. You hear it as you approach, the barking, the whining, the howling, the yipping. It gets louder and louder as you approach the staging area for the Yukon Quest. Then there’s the smell, hair and dog food and poop and straw. There’s the buzz, the excitement, the activity. A musher lays …