Cape May, New Jersey to Chincoteague, Virginia. Monday, March 9, 2026 OK, show of hands. How many of you have read the book Misty of Chincoteague? Those of you with your hands up, how many of you are women? I’m not saying, I’m just saying. Conversely, I suspect the male/female ratio would be reversed amongContinue reading “Play Misty for me”
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The other New Jersey
Philadelphia to Cape May, New Jersey. Sunday, March 8, 2026 Like Philadelphia, New Jersey has an image problem. To outsiders, it’s a big suburb, bedroom community to New York City, and a place to go through, not to get to. To the city itself, well this iconic New Yorker cover says it all. But let’sContinue reading “The other New Jersey”
The Streets of Philadelphia
The City of Brotherly Love Saturday, March 7, 2026 Poor Philly! Can’t get no respect. Mocked by WC Fields, who wanted his epitaph to read “I’d rather be in Philadelphia”, ironically dissed by the TV series “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia”, and even badmouthed by a favorite musical, 1776, complaining it’s hot as hell inContinue reading “The Streets of Philadelphia”
Rocinante
Reimagining the journey: Williston, Vermont to Philadelphia. Friday, March 6, 2026 It’s hard to let go, but let go I have. In my fairly recent post, Dénouement, I came to terms with the realization that completing the state highpoints from “sea to summit” under human power is no longer realistic, reasonable, or fair to myContinue reading “Rocinante”
The Dick Bail Memorial Bike Route
Annual Boston to Provincetown bike rides, 1983-2025 50 years ago, New England was experiencing a heat wave similar to the present. In July 1975, the temperatures in Boston were often over 100. As a college junior of limited means who decided to stay in the (non-air conditioned) dorms over the summer, I was desperate toContinue reading “The Dick Bail Memorial Bike Route”
Cape diem
Random musings on Cape Cod. Saturday, July 26, 2025. When most people in the US talk of the Cape, they mean Cape Cod. Certainly in the eastern US. It’s one of the most prominent features of the country’s outline, after Florida and the Great Lakes. The distinctive silhouette is etched in the national consciousness, echoedContinue reading “Cape diem”
It’s all about the drumlins
The Battle of Bunker Hill. Tuesday, June 17, 2025. It’s time I fessed up, I have a drumlin fetish. Having spent my wonder years in Boston, I became obsessed with these little glacial hills that dotted the landscape. You’ve heard of some of them: Beacon Hill, Bunker Hill, Winter Hill, Mission Hill, and most ofContinue reading “It’s all about the drumlins”
Listen my children, and you shall hear
Boston to Concord, Massachusetts. April 18–19, 2025, revised June 14, 2025. My terrific high school history teacher, Brooke Miner, took pleasure in deconstructing American heroes. George Washington never chopped down that cherry tree, Andrew Jackson was a ruthless Indian killer, Abe Lincoln suspended habeas corpus, Teddy Roosevelt didn’t ride up San Juan Hill, Woodrow WilsonContinue reading “Listen my children, and you shall hear”
Grover and the Guy
One of them blue states. Wednesday, November 6, 2024 Flashback: February 28, 1984. I’d been married for just a month. BFF Brian and I were scoping out offbeat New Hampshire roadside attractions, and stumbled upon the Tilton Arch, the grandiose mausoleum of a delusional developer who thought he could found a great city in theContinue reading “Grover and the Guy”
Dénouement
Greenwood Village, Colorado to Williston, Vermont. Sunday- Friday, July 21-26, 2024 It was a quick ride to the third couple to host me in the Denver area, who would prefer I didn’t use their names. He is a retired neurologist and Colorado native, also an avid fly fisherman and llama wrangler, who has a herdContinue reading “Dénouement”
The Ends of the Earth 