Our schedule up here in the wilds of Alaska doesn’t leave us near as much time as we’d like to post stories of our adventures here. In the meantime, during this deficit of prose, enjoy some of our highlights from our season down south in the Sea of Cortez. ...
*Our apologies to those email subscribers who received this post prematurely a few weeks ago* We were stuck in Puerto Escondido, waiting out yet another norther (the one that clocked in at 39 knots), and we had to fill our days with something other than slamming...
As was mentioned before in Bri and Rob’s post describing the Curse of the Chinese Lantern, we have had a run of very bad luck. After the manhunt and a somber day of watching Bri and Rob change all their passwords and cancel all their accounts, we settled into...
As told in the previous post, the trail of the thief ended that morning in front of a high fenced, gringo laden RV park in the middle of nowhere. We were greeted by the owner, a white haired old guy with a gold chain, a billfish tournament t-shirt, and a Tecate Light...
I used to track animals quite often back in Montana. I would track deer for the pragmatic necessity of the hunt. I would track weasels for the opportunity to hone an archaic and esoteric skill. I would track mountain lions for the adrenalin. On April 1st, I tracked a...
Let me start this story by stating that I have long been a non believer. Superstition, witchcraft and other belief systems that are light on evidence and heavy on faith generally bring out the scientific skeptic in me. But two days ago, I felt the wrath of my first...
