Pat and Kathie

After two days on my own in Glasgow, my walking buddies began to appear in the city - Jan and Sally in the morning after a long trip from Po...

Walking down the hill from Stirling Castle to the train, I was a bit taken aback. Mus be awl dose cheezburgers .

My son, I tell thee soothfastie, No gift is like to libertie; Then never live in slaverie. William Wallace as taught by his uncle. It's ...

Jennifer and I headed for Imperial Beach today. I wanted mainly to check out the Pier and a donut shop I had seen on Noah Tafolla's Won...

Since Number One Grandbaby, Hayley, was little she would come over on the weekend and we would have beauty shop, paint toenails, fix hair, a...

I intend to finish my stories about Scotland and Morocco, but I couldn't resist writing about our excursion to Ocean Beach. This past we...

Did you realize that Facebook goes into your e-mail account to find potential "friends" for you? I noticed recently that Jason Iba...

When Patty was little, I carried her around, fed her, probably wiped her little dirty butt, and on her birthday I dressed her up and took he...

Glasgow Cathedral and Stirling Castle were on my must-see list in addition to walking the Way. Kathleen and I went a few days early to get o...

Over the course of commenting on the last post, Surviving Scotland, Patty asked about my "certificate for the returning". On reac...

I walked the West Highland Way in the Scottish Highlands with three buddies -- Kathleen, Jan, and Sally - now just back a few days, recoveri...