Pondhog Day is coming! Watch for the pondhog. If the pondhog sees her shadow, you have thirty seconds to put her back in the hole and slide off the ice before you fall in.
Ca c’est bon.
Sometimes we find pockets of peace in this troubled world. Driving west to Lafayette it was mid afternoon when we reached Baton Rouge. Along the Scenic Highway we found Bellue’s, a nondescript storefront we would have passed had Cheryl not … Read More
The world is a stage
The world is a stage. Or your oyster. Or both. Upon recommendation from Rhoda the concierge we tried a pair of new spots across from our Julia Street hotel: Happy hour at Rebirth was a jolly hootful awakening; we sang and … Read More
Dinnervana
Last time we entered Grenada, Mississippi we arrived by rail on the City of New Orleans, and a few minutes south the train broke down on a siding in the stifling summer stew. No air conditioning. No food. No toilets. … Read More
My car won an Emmy. She let me ride along…
I’m John Robinson and this is my fellow traveler, Erifnus Caitnop. Together we have traveled more than 300,000 miles covering every mile of every road on the Missouri highway map. Along the way we’ve seen hidden gems that you won’t … Read More
The Confluence
It was a cool day. As we paddled down the Missouri River into the Mighty Mississippi, a flock of pelicans took flight from the far shore.
Ode to Road Hogs and Road Rage
I only did this once. On a lonely west Texas highway, where the flat boredom is punctuated by a battle between oil wells and windmills, we came upon a left lane hog in a nondescript sedan with heavily tinted windows. … Read More
Hillbillies, Hay Bellies and Hostess Twinkies
It was a dream. A nightmare. When I was a kid, I don’t remember seeing any over-sized hillbillies. Hill folk worked hard to squeeze a living from rocky soil. They were rugged, independent, self-sustaining people. Skinny, mostly, but healthy. They … Read More