I get off the ferry in the relentless drizzle. Again, I had been the only non-local on the boat, eliciting many a sideways glance from the adults and the usual more blatant interest from the small children. Arriving at the muddy brown port, it was […]
The Tusty is an old ship. She runs the Aleutian route for the Alaska Marine Highway. She was constructed in 1964, and though she has been refurbished since, a bit, she still has the feel of an old diesel ship. Or I am telling myself […]
For five days in February I sit behind the rough stock gates at the rodeo in San Antonio, Texas. I watch the bull riders, the saddle bronc and bareback bronc riders. I know who supplies the stock, I recognize some of the cattle. I’ve […]