We are sitting by the campfire as dusk fell and the temperature drifted down into the low 60’s. The radio was playing hits from the 80’s softly in the background and occasionally the hysterical cackle of a Loon would sound from the direction of the lake. 

Guest Spot Post by Henry Fox Talbot (not that one). Talbot is a three year old Terrier mix who enjoys long walks, peanut butter treats, and is passionate about the conservation of our natural resources.  This is his account of his recent trip to the Adirondacks, New York.

We were going to climb to the very top. 207 steps in total. 207 steps of which, I can only imagine, were going to be hot, airless, and claustrophobic. We were in the middle of a heatwave after all and I felt like someone had wrapped a wet towel around my face just standing on shore and looking at Cape Lookout Lighthouse from across the water: a small black and white checkered beacon, mirage-like, shimmering in the heat. Read more...

The next stop on our roadtrip was to Talent and Ashland, Oregon which is about 300 miles south of Portland on Interstate 5, and seated at the foothills of Siskiyou and Cascade Mountain Ranges. I was promised that Ashland has a “super cute” downtown and that it was home of the Oregon Shakespeare Festival, but what I was really excited about was a tent.