50 Years of Friendship
I always knew I would study abroad during my junior year of college. My older sister had studied in Florence, Italy and my mom traced her year-long travels on a big map of Europe on the kitchen wall....
View ArticleFrom Alaska to Hawaii
The year was 2009. Our middle child, Carl, had just graduated from college, and our tradition was to take the new graduate on a week-long trip of their choosing. Just them and us. A final hurrah...
View ArticlePromises Kept
Friendship doesn’t come easily. It takes work to continue the bonds, to nurture the relationships and overcome time and distance. Especially when 49 years and thousands of miles stretch between us....
View ArticleA Gap in our Streak
We all have Covid Stories. You know the litany – because of Covid I couldn’t do this, or travel there, or see so-and-so. Covid interrupted our lives, our routines and broke our winning streaks. But...
View ArticleThe Little Cabin at 30
“Grammy, do you ever wish the cabin was bigger?” I had to smile. With 17 people gathered for the weekend, coming in and out of the modest abode, it was a fair question. No sooner had I responded to...
View ArticleSisu Initiation
What do nine women, including three sisters, three generations and a handful of close friends have in common? Sisu! Arriving at the National Forest Lodge near Isabella, I lugged my gear into the...
View ArticleAnd then there were three
If you’re going to have a friend join you on a bike trip, it is mighty handy if he just happens to be a bike tour operator. Especially if you are in his home territory. And an all around good guy, like...
View ArticleA Metro Century Ride
We live in the beautiful wilderness of the cool Northland. So why would we want to cycle 100 miles through the urban metropolis in the southern climes of Minnesota? The answer is unclear, but Myra...
View ArticleArtful Cycling
The weather is definitely not what I envisioned. Instead of clear blue skies and sunshine, the world is shrouded in fog with dense clouds. But the radar map shows no storms, so I stay the course...
View ArticleGood Morning, Lakewalk
It’s early but all the regulars are out there. My morning running ritual takes me down the Lakewalk day after day. There I enter my world of the familiar. I know I should vary my routine, and I do...
View ArticleSkiing – and so much more
For twenty four years in a row we have maintained our tradition. Without fail. There have been years of sickness, but we overcame it. We had small children at home – five between us – but still we...
View ArticleA Saxy Reunion
They call themselves the Silver Sax. Starting out as a quartet ten years ago, they have blossomed into a robust band of eleven, over half of which are saxophones which range from soprano to baritone....
View ArticleLifelong Friendship
There I was, all on my own at Durham University in northern England. The year was 1975 and I was studying abroad on a program through the Institute of European Studies. It was a thrill to call that...
View ArticleFriends on the Katy Trail
Perhaps the first indication that this was not going to be a normal day of cycling was the roadblock. Cows. Right in the middle of the trail. They looked friendly enough, but did not seemed inclined to...
View ArticleA Saxy Reunion
They call themselves the Silver Sax. Starting out as a quartet ten years ago, they have blossomed into a robust band of eleven, over half of which are saxophones which range from soprano to baritone....
View ArticleLifelong Friendship
There I was, all on my own at Durham University in northern England. The year was 1975 and I was studying abroad on a program through the Institute of European Studies. It was a thrill to call that...
View ArticleCyclists Hosting Cyclists
We start out as strangers. When we request lodging from a Warm Showers host while on our cycling tours, we know only what a brief profile and some feedback provide about our potential hosts. And yet,...
View ArticleFriends on the Katy Trail
Perhaps the first indication that this was not going to be a normal day of cycling was the roadblock. Cows. Right in the middle of the trail. They looked friendly enough, but did not seemed inclined to...
View ArticleSavoring the home life
It’s good to be missed. After almost-daily posts from our cycling trip, my output has definitely dwindled. To be more accurate, it’s come to a complete halt. And it was noticed. Granted, it was my...
View ArticleA Century on the Mesabi Trail
Our 100-mile route out-and-back on the Mesabi Trail Three times must make an annual tradition. With two century rides behind us, Myra and I couldn’t let the summer go by without adding to the count....
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