Travels with The Rayman

      NewportThis is Pulp Fiction kind of blog. Starting at the end to wind around to the beginning   It is 5:25 p.m. and I am holed up in a hotel named The Row. A perfect name for … Keep Reading…

Good day my dear readers, When last we met, we were in the throws of moving. Well, guess what! We are still in the throws of moving but there is light the end of our tunnel. Hot off the press…I … Keep Reading…

      We sold our lovely home in Morro Bay and this set off a chain of events. Morro Bay was in the 60-degree range with a slight breeze as we backed down the driveway. And away we went. … Keep Reading…

We are up in the air again, speeding our way back to San Luis Obispo airport.  It is so much easier than driving.  However, those fabulous mountains below cannot be viewed for all the clouds.  Soft like a bowl of … Keep Reading…

She was big.  She was strong.  About 800 pounds?  Not sure about the weight, but she was a big girl…elk.  An elkess!! Heading South of 101 thru Oregon, there are plenty of places to see elk.  Signed are posted.   Locations … Keep Reading…

Before delving into Missouri, let me introduce you to the state animal.  It is a mule.  And here is a picture of a mule and President Truman.  See the end of this for more mule business. Every state has a … Keep Reading…