A Facebook Exchange Between a Liberal and a Conservative

A recent post one of my best childhood friends, Ginny, shared on Facebook depressed me beyond belief. The post had photo of a protestor holding a sign, “You are on Stolen Native American and Mexican Land.” Beneath the photo a yellow minion says, “Wrong! All of human history is one group of people conquering another and seizing their land. That’s just how humans did it for thousands of years. White Europeans just happened to be the best at it. Everything you enjoy in your life in modern America you owe to those settlers and pioneers (NOT IMMIGRANTS) who braved a vast, uncharted land and conquered it. We have no reason to feel guilty and We owe you Nothing.” The post was from a site called Fuck Liberals.

I replied: “Wow. I don’t even know how to respond to such a statement. ‘Conquering another and seizing their land. … White Europeans just happen to be the best at it.’ You’re proud of that?” Continue reading

Road Scholar Redwood’s June 10-15, 2018 Hiking Program

Photos from the June 10-15, 2018 Road Scholar Redwood’s Hiking Program plus three goofy time-lapse videos.

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Entering the Redwoods

Being Reborn in the Redwoods


Exiting The Redwoods

Road Scholar Redwood’s June 3-8, 2018 Hiking Program

A slideshow that is a recap of the Road Scholar June 3-8, 2018 Road Scholar Redwood’s Hiking Program plus three goofy time-lapse videos.

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Entering the Redwoods

Being Reborn in the Yurok Village

Exiting the Redwoods


Road Scholar Redwood’s May 20-25, 2018 Hiking Program

The slide show given during the wrap up of the Road Scholar Redwood’s May 20-25, 2018 Hiking Program. Photos were taken by the Road Scholar leaders John Ford, T- (Theresa) McCracken, Collin Ficcadenti, and Sue Taylor.

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The Corkscrew & The New Manager

I haven’t had much time to cartoon since I became a manager of the Drift Inn in January, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t had lots of laughs. Sometimes I feel as though I’m in the middle of a sitcom and Candid Cameras must be lurking somewhere. Take this exchange from the other evening:

“We need more corkscrews,” Tamara, one of our servers said to me during a dinner rush.

“How many do we have?” I asked.


“Shouldn’t a restaurant that has a storeroom filled floor to ceiling with wine bottles have more than one corkscrew?” I asked. Continue reading

2017 in Review

December 2017, Waldport, Oregon

Dear Friends and Family,

10:16 am August 21st was one of the highlights of my year, the moment the moon totally blotted out the sun in my backyard. The lead up to the eclipse was pretty amazing too. “What about the dead bodies?” a local asked. “They’re expecting millions here. Statistically, the number of people who die per million every day must outnumber the number of refrigerators the morgue has.” In the end, only a few thousand came to our county of 45,000. None died that I know of. I think people were scared off by expectations of Highway 101 turning into a parking lot and a 50% chance of clouds. I’m decorating my Christmas tree with Eclipse Glasses. Continue reading

Mad Marshmallow Disease & Other Fireside Stories

“What do you really do at the hotel?” is one of the questions I was asked most often this summer at the Overleaf Lodge.

“This is it,” I’d say. “Giving a nature walk and then watching the sunset and whales while tending a camp fire and passing out the fixings for s’mores. Those are my only jobs at the hotel.” Continue reading

Waldport Solar Eclipse Report

When I woke this morning and saw gray out my window I thought, “Rats. Should have joined the masses who drove east.” August 21st mornings in Waldport, Oregon historically have been cloudy 50% of the time.

Sammy, not understanding my malaise, wanted his usual morning romp, so like most other mornings I poured a cup of coffee into a travel mug and walked the half-mile to the Alsea Bay. When I got there it was so foggy I couldn’t see the bridge. Double rats.

I turned around and could see something shining through the clouds and snapped a picture. Continue reading