Seward is packed on the longest day of the year. Between salmon runs, the Sea Life Center, mountain climbing and glacier viewing, you’re lucky if you find a parking space for your bicycle. Hotels, motels, bed and breakfast services and camping grounds are full. Pedestrians spill out to the numerous walking trails, find their way…
At the time it was built, it must have been an engineering marvel to the farmers and townspeople of Gettysburg. The bridge appears to be a conduit, linking the past with the present.
The best kept secret on the Kenai Peninsula is Hope. Probably the most historical town in South Central, Alaska, Hope stands on the sidelines of the race along the Seward Highway for favored camping and fishing spots during the spring and summer months. Located seventeen miles off the main road, if you don’t know where…
Gettysburg nestles in long, rolling hills, surrounded by peaceful farmland, but there is nothing pastoral about the way it can make you feel. The Civil War site was the home of the largest and deadliest battle to take place on American soil in US history. The three-day battle, combined with Grant’s victory at Vicksburg, was…
A visit to Capitol Hill naturally provides a sense of living history as decisions that influence world views are enacted daily. For those who reside behind the doors of the White House and deliberate within the Capitol Building, however, “living history” is experienced quite literally. Capital Hill is one of the most haunted areas in…
This Summer was slow. Slow in the way that summers used to be, when you were younger and life stretched out in front of you.
By: Jane Stillwater I’ve had a really good time in Portland, Oregon, this week — even though it rained almost every day. But even the rain in Portland is charming. I’d never been to Portland before and wouldn’t even be here now if it hadn’t been the site of a convention for murder-mystery writers…
Alexandra Pratt brings us a different wild side in Florida.
Roy A. Erickson, Jr. Over the years this would become the theater of triumph, defeat and devastation of Olympic proportions.
It’s a fact that things seem bigger to you when you are younger. Perhaps an overstated and trite one, but a fact nonetheless. I think about this as I stand in front of the overgrown undeveloped property where the first home I remember once stood.
