
24 Hours in NYC
877 Words. 3 Minute Read.
“Post-COVID” New York does not look like “Pre-COVID” New York. There just aren’t as many people. That said, it’s still packed with humans. And not just your run-of-the-mill humans, but that self-absorbed species that parachutes in during the holidays to take hundreds of selfies between West 48th and 51st, undoubtedly scrutinizing each photo for double chins and lazy eyes in a futile attempt to show their “followers” - all 317 of them - how fabulous their lives are.

Blizzards in Jackson Hole
518 Words. 2 Minute Read.
After supper, everyone who wasn’t on the night shift would head back to our cabins on the Snake River to listen to music, play volleyball, smoke pot, get naked in the hot springs, shoot pool at the employee tavern, or knock out whistle pigs with our fly rods.

The Amalgamation of Business Travel & Pleasure
637 Words. 2 Minute Read.
Talk about being in the right place at the right time. Crews were rowing on the Connecticut River as I crossed over Ledyard Bridge; orange leaves were falling, and a crisp autumn breeze was meandering through campus. I instantly fell in love with Dartmouth.
Playing Hooky in Highlands
942 Words. 4 Minute Read.
In addition to being charming, welcoming, and engulfed in natural beauty, the entire town smells good...intoxicatingly good...mountain laurel, lilac, and magnolias inextricably mixed up.

The Big Easy & Orvis
1,919 Words. 8 Minute Read.
The further south I went, the less English was spoken, the better the etouffee, and the more likely I’d be drinking beers in dirt floor honky-tonks.