• Travel

    Georgia didn’t pee on me.

    Somewhere 11,000 feet above sea level, Scott is stalking an elk on a mountain in Colorado. The air is thin. He sleeps in a tent he carried on his back. A fire and the company of two friends keep him warm at night. He does not take a shower other than maybe rinsing off in a mountain stream. The streams are also his source of drinking water. His restroom is a hole he digs in the ground. And flushing is a pile of leaves thrown on top. The moon is his nightlight. Somewhere 738 feet above sea level, I got pissed on at a concert in Georgia. Scott and I…

  • Travel

    Natali’s Bohemian Style!

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  • Travel

    Start Day Positive

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  • Travel

    I interviewed Trooper Ben.

    We all have those friends with certain careers that can hook us up. Maybe you have a friend that works at Chick-Fil-A and you score free chocolate shakes when you walk in. Or it’s possible you started choking on a fish bone at dinner and your doctor friend jumped up and performed the Heimlich Maneuver on you. Photographer friend? Maybe she gives you a family photoshoot for your birthday. Or maybe, just maybe, you know a highway patrol trooper. You can throw questions at him without feeling like you did something wrong. Meet Trooper Ben on Twitter. _____________ Trooper Ben works for the Kansas Highway Patrol. The man has 28,000…

  • A to Z Challenge,  Travel

    The letter Z.

    Ah, the letter Z. I thought I’d never see the day. It’s the last day of April. It’s the last day of the 26-day A to Z Writing challenge. This challenge forced me to constrain each post within a letter. I wrote each post around 9 pm at night, not knowing exactly what I would write about until my fingers hit the keyboard. There are some posts that make me cringe re-reading them, such as the letter L and the letter G. I could have written them funnier if I had more time to think. Some posts did statistically well. The letter R is the most popular. My personal favorite is the letter M. Before I get…

  • A to Z Challenge,  Travel

    The letter Y.

    I had another piece I wrote on this rainy Saturday. It was about staying young. Then I decided it sucked and thought this one is much better. Originally written July 23, 2015. The Land of the Free. The letter Y. Yellowstone National Park. Raw America. Untouched land, sitting four miles over a volcanic hot spot. Geysers spew. The bigs roam free – elk, bison, moose, wolves and the great grizzly bear. The only shots fired are with the click of a shutter speed. Winters are brutal. Summers don’t exist. The Burton family decided we would take a break from our family vacation in the Florida Keys. We headed north to a place we…

  • Travel

    Life Is Adventure

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  • All you need is love.

    John Lennon
    Travel

    Jeans is Always Trendy

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  • Hunting,  Travel

    Dear Scott, part 2.

    Dear Scott, By the time you read this, you made your way down a mountain. Welcome home! You’re alive! You have stories to tell, of course. You have real mountain man stories to tell around suburbia’s fire pit of cushioned chairs and small decorative pillows. You found a handgun on a trail in the wilderness. You returned to camp greeted by two sets of eyes staring at you. The scratches on your face are from walking into trees in a pitch black downpour. Lightening cracked and exploded trees in front of your eyes. Temperatures dropped to below freezing. You only had a small fire to dry out your cold, soaking clothes. The earth shook…

  • Travel

    Eat when you’re hungry, drink when you’re thirsty.

    How was your trip? How was my trip? How was your trip? Hold on, I lost my script. Oh, here it is – my trip was why isn’t my life filmed.  There is a lesson to be learned after my vacation to the Florida Keys and Ft. Lauderdale and it’s this: you eat when you’re hungry and drink when you’re thirsty. Nutrition labels. Calories. Gluten. Sodium. Dairy. Fat. Carbohydrates. Screw ’em. Screw ’em all. You’re in vacation mode. Feed your body. Pour drinks down your throat. It’s called vacation-you. If you want key lime pie for breakfast, you eat key lime pie for breakfast. If you want blackened mahi fresh off the…