After not having been to a wedding for literally years, we went to
our second wedding in a few months – this one in Salem, OR, with the happy couple being Robert Mosher (son of our long-time friends Tom and Diane Mosher) and Kaila Studebaker. We went up a few days in advance to do the sightseeing in Portland that we’ve never managed to get around to.
In April Liza had a work trip to Aberdeen MD, so took the opportunity at week’s end to dash up to NY to see friends Mark and Joanne Guralnick in Brooklyn. Robert joined Liza in Baltimore and together we took the train up to NY Penn Station. Continue reading “NYC Weekend – Apr 2014”
In June the Monument Fire roared through several canyons in the Huachucas before jumping the highway and heading straight for our house. We emerged mostly unscathed, but it was a pretty scary time. Click here for photos and more.
In October we joined a group of friends on a Grand Canyon rim-to-rim hike organized by Karen Rieffer of Sierra Vista. The route had us descending from the north rim on the North Kaibab trail, staying two nights down at Phantom Ranch, then ascending to the south rim on the South Kaibab trail. Others in the group took the Bright Angel trail up to the south rim, about 3 miles longer, but had drinking water en route which South Kaibab did not.
Continue reading “Grand Canyon Rim-to-Rim – Oct 2010”In June 2008 the first (and last?) Sutton-Bingham cousins’ reunion took place in Bismarck, Arkansas. It was a good opportunity for folks to get together. Click here to see photos from the trip.
Continue reading “British Columbia – July-Aug 2007”“Wild flowers and diverse high alpine plants carpet the meadows. Dozens of clear blue lakes fill in hollows created by the scouring of ancient glaciers. Above it all, stands the noble peaks of the Esplanade range. The Esplanade range in the northern part of the Selkirk Mountains is famous for its long, continuous ridge hikes with a network of over 100 kilometers of summer trails. Elevations vary between 2000 to 2600 meters above sea level.”
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Liza’s big trip to Colorado for the Connie Carpenter/Davis Phinney bike camp, based in Frisco. A few photos, click here to see more.
Six weeks in Arkansas — what to do?
Three or four times in my childhood, that was the dilemma. We were in Bismarck, Arkansas (whether the town was named for Otto von Bismarck, the first chancellor of the modern German empire (1871-1890), was never clear), in the heat of summer (except for the one time we went in mid-February for Grandpa Bingham’s funeral; 1965?), ensconced in the home of whichever relative was willing to put us up and with whom we wanted to stay. Mom (and Lee) usually stayed with Grandma; I’d stay with Aunt Margaret or Uncle Melvin; and Luci would stay with Uncle Melvin, too, except for the one year she snubbed us all and went back to Dallas with Uncle Lindsey instead. We’d get settled in, look around, and then think — what now?
Continue reading “More Arkansas Travels”
When I was a child back in the 1960s, we never took vacations the way I imagined other families vacationed, where summertime meant everyone packed into the car, a jovial sweater-clad father would steer us down the highways and byways of the great American West, visiting national parks and other natural wonders, with mother navigating by AAA maps and my older sister Luci and I (and later my younger brother Lee) playing games and tormenting one another in the back seat of the car (preferably Dad’s big black 1959 Buick LeSabre). No, we were different.
Continue reading “Arkansas and Childhood Train Adventures”A week of blue skies, crisp weather, pastoral country cycling, and good food — what more could a cyclist want? Throw in a couple of energetic tour leaders, great support, and beautiful, comfortable accommodations at quaint bed and breakfasts, and you have an autumn Vermont Bicycling Touring vacation. The cycling was followed by some time in Cape May, NJ. Click here to read more about it!
