Category Archives: Walk

Crossing the Ocean of Doubt Gayle and Jack at Willow Hill House send me off after a delicious “Southern-Hospitality-on-the-North-Fork” breakfast to Orient Point, the very tip of Long Island. It is from there that I will take the Cross Island … Continue reading →

R & R Following Judy’s sound advice, I decide to pamper myself with a second night at Willow Hill House in Southold with Gayle and Jack, my gracious hosts. The time off from walking will heal the body, mind, and … Continue reading →

Conspiracy Another day more beautiful than the one before. Is it meteorological reparation for Tuesday’s baptism by deluge? I embrace it for what it is — a gift. Swiss Motel in Riverhead does not offer breakfast, so that’s my cue … Continue reading →

In my backpack Today’s walk gets me thinking about what’s in my pack. It always feels heavy in the morning and usually heavier by afternoon. I’m only carrying the essentials–toiletries, high-tech clothing (thanks to REI and Eddie Bauer), a keyboard … Continue reading →

“I love to go a-wandering” My apologies to Buddha, but today I’m going to quit the present and recount yesterday. A 27-mile walk can have lots of different chapters to it, and yesterday’s adventure  took no exception. Kat Yeh dropped … Continue reading →