The high Andean desert on the road between Salta and Cachi, Argentina. This particular view is from the Cuesta del Obispo, the hill of the bishop. According to the story, a 16th Century bishop traversed all the paths you see below, minus the paved one, to visit his various flocks.
We only made a very brief stop in Hannibal, Missouri on our way to Nashville. Obviously, it was Mark Twain who attracted us, and so we immediately made our way from our hotel two blocks down to the river. On the streets between us and the river, of course, were all the obligatory tourist stops […]
Sometimes, a photo just happens. You’re wandering around the town, doing a little souvenir shopping and then having a light dinner. You had left the big camera in the room because you’d done some shooting that afternoon, and nothing was inspiring you at the moment. And then you come out of the restaurant and see […]
Ok, this is not exactly travel photography. But it is sort of landscape photography. If the landscape is the potted plants hanging on the porch rail outside my apartment. And, hey, they’re Japanese beetles. And they’ve done some traveling. In fact, like some terrible tourists, they’ve come to Minnesota recently to wreak havoc on every […]
Our first extended bike tour in our seven years of travel was a most enjoyable one arranged by Exodus Travels around the coast of Brittany. Kris has done most of the writing about what we saw and did. And you can find those accounts, and her lovely photos, here and here. I was so busy […]
The Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe is the official name in English. It’s a beautifully somber sculpture of over 1300 concrete stelae set into an undulating ground of spaced granite pavers set intentionally to make your walking slightly precarious. And as you move further into the two-block square memorial, the ground falls away […]
We arrived late afternoon in Dinan, Brittany, a medieval city which retains most of its centuries-old architecture because it seems to have avoided most of France’s wars since just before William invaded England in 1066. We shed our biking gear, showered, and headed up a steep hill into the walled city. By the time we’d […]
One of the disappointments of visiting Germany for a church art freak like me is that so much of Germany was destroyed during World War II. That’s especially true of the tall church towers, which were often used as targeting bullseyes for Allied bombers and artillery men. Moreover, although small towns along the French German […]
There’s not a whole lot to say about sunsets, except that they are pretty. And they’re especially pretty in the Galapagos Islands when the last light glints off the wet lava rocks on the beach on Isla Floreana. Only 140 people live on the island, and very, very few tourists ever visit it. There are, […]
Marine iguanas are everywhere on the Galápagos Islands, and everywhere you see them, they seem to be in colonies of dozens, or even hundreds. So it was a bit rare to see this guy alone sunning himself on the rocks. He let me get pretty close before he scurried away. I guess the big American […]
