In a country as old as Hungary, there has been plenty of time for men of power to make their mark; be it as a hero, a saint, or a sinner. Heroes and Saints get the good press. Sinners, not so much. And of course, one man’s hero is another man’s tyrant.Continue reading “Heroes, Saints, and Sinners”
General Travel Stories
Evening on the Danube
Quick now, what’s the first city you think of when you think, “Danube River?”Continue reading “Evening on the Danube”
When we left off, I mentioned starting a new trip to Central Europe in a place that is considered one city, but you could consider being two cities. A few followers guessed at where that might be.Continue reading “Budapest”
Everything, Everywhere, All At Once
The coin spun through the air, its arc a whirling set of possibilities: heads or tails. But while in the air, which was it?Continue reading “Everything, Everywhere, All At Once”
Loose in Palouse
You’d think, after four posts and dozens of pictures in a series called “Loose in the Palouse”, that we’ve actually been to Palouse. But we haven’t.
How can that be? Have I been lying to you this whole time?Continue reading “Loose in Palouse”
Loose in the Palouse: Panorama
Sometimes, in a photography workshop, you need to get an early start. Like, really early. Early enough to travel to and arrive at a pre-scouted viewpoint well before dawn, so you can catch the sunrise and morning light that comes with it.
In my case, this ended up meaning, “guess I’m not going to sleep at all tonight.”Continue reading “Loose in the Palouse: Panorama”
Loose in the Palouse: Steptoe To Falls
One thing was made quite clear by our photography workshop leader when he gave us an introductory briefing on the Palouse.Continue reading “Loose in the Palouse: Steptoe To Falls”
Loose in the Palouse: Early Impressions
The gorgeous shots you typically see from the Palouse are shot at a place called Steptoe Butte. But that’s not the only place you can find beauty.Continue reading “Loose in the Palouse: Early Impressions”
Loose in the Palouse: Born in a Barn
The cow looked at me, quizzically. I looked back, impressed with how well it was put together. We both probably wondered if the other was missing a few screws…Continue reading “Loose in the Palouse: Born in a Barn”
Diving A Cenote
After watching a documentary or two about folks doing cave dives, I swore to myself that I’d never do that – it’s too dangerous.
I have violated my oath.Continue reading “Diving A Cenote”