The fourteenth day of our scheduled three-week-long trip began on Friday July 18, 2025 when Tom’s alarm went off at 6:00am in our small room at the Timberline Lodge in Government Camp, Oregon. My photographer, his wife Vicki, and I…
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336: FDR AND ME, TOGETHER AT MOUNT HOOD’S TIMBERLINE LODGE
The moment Tom’s alarm rang at 6:00am on Thursday July 17, 2025, I heard his head bang against the knotty pine wall and his knee crack on the bed post in our small room at the Timberline Lodge in Government…
335: A WILD GOOSE CHASE TO SEE MOUNT ST. HELENS TOOK ME THROUGH SASQUATCH’S BACKYARD
It had been a long time since I last saw my photographer get as excited as he was when his alarm rang at 6:00am on Wednesday July 16, 2025. From our hotel room at the Peppermill Inn in downtown Centralia,…
334: FACE TO FACE WITH GEORGE IN WASHINGTON’S CAPITOL WAS A BUST
It was Tuesday morning July 15, 2025 when Tom’s alarm rang and woke my companion’s up at six o’clock sharp. We had spent the past four nights in a Bellevue, Washington VRBO rental, which was a small, three-room basement below…
333: A HAPPY DAY IN VANCOUVER WITH HARDING AND GILMORE
Our final full day in the Seattle area began when my photographer’s alarm rang at 6:00am on Monday July 14, 2025. I was anxious because the three of us were scheduled to head to the “Great White North” for a…
332: OVER THE RAINBOW AND INTO THE EMERALD CITY
Like clockwork, Tom’s alarm rang at 6:00am on Sunday July 13, 2025 – and I was still standing on the dining room table in our VRBO rental in Bellevue, Washington. I was excited to hit the road, albeit not a…
331: I STOOD ON THE THRESHOLD OF HEAVEN, AND OH WHAT A VIEW
Within minutes after my photographer’s alarm rang at 6:00am on Saturday July 12, 2025, Tom prepared to take on the day, and his wife wasn’t too far behind. From my position on the living room table where I had spent…
330: TOM SAVED BUCKS IN BELLEVUE, BUT ENDED UP SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE
Friday July 11, 2025 began just like every other day on the trip when Tom’s phone alarm started to beep at six o’clock in our hotel room in Ontario, Oregon. Since the moment we arrived in the Beaver State, I…
329: THE EAGLE HAS LANDED, NEAR CRATERS OF THE MOON
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…
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…