Monthly Archives: January 2011
On Sunday, the high tide line at Locust Beach on Bellingham Bay was littered with beer cans. I couldn’t resist, on the way back from our walk on the beach, I decided to pick up every can I saw. I … Continue reading
It may have been the best drink of my life. In 1970, I backpacked through Yosemite National Park. It was my first trip. My shoulders ached from the weight of my new, bright-red pack. White granite tore chucks from the … Continue reading
It is 7 am the second day of my summer vacation. I wake up to the sound of a diesel engine pounding rhythmically through the hull of my sailboat. I climb out of my bunk, pop open the hatch and … Continue reading
McClures Beach and its festive marine debris. Another colorful haul from the beach at Abbotts Lagoon.