Tom’s alarm rang at 6:00am on the tenth day of July. The weather forecast in Southern Idaho was reported as cloudless skies and higher than normal temperatures. That forecast had a familiar ring to it; after all, the past few…
Month: August 2025
328: ENCOUNTER WITH AN EVEL SPIRIT AT THE SNAKE RIVER CANYON
When my photographer’s alarm rang at 6:00am on July 9, 2025, I had one thing, and one thing only on my resin mind – Wendy Peffercorn, the lifeguard in the 1993 movie The Sandlot. During our previous day’s adventure, we…
327: YOU’RE KILLIN’ ME SMALLS IN SALT LAKE CITY
When Tom’s alarm rang at 6:00am, I was as excited as a youngster on his or her Little League team’s Opening Day. And for good reason – there wasn’t a cloud in the sky on Tuesday July 8, 2025 and…
326: ON A LONG AND LONESOME HIGHWAY, WEST OF OMAHA
Shortly after Tom’s alarm went off in our hotel room in North Platte, Nebraska at 6:00am on Monday July 7, 2025, I heard my photographer’s wife, Vicki, ask her husband what was on his agenda for the day. I nearly…
325: OH, GIVE ME A HOME, WHERE BUFFALO BILL ROAMED
My photographer’s alarm rang at 6:00am on Sunday July 6, 2025, and the second day of our trip was about to begin in West Branch, Iowa. The first site of the day, however, would be visited by Tom and me…