A Flat Tire at Dug Bar

September 4, 2007: We were packing our camping gear at Dug Bar, getting ready to leave, when Chris announced, “We have a flat tire.” A flat tire is serious business at Dug Bar. There’s no cell phone service anywhere close. We were alone at the campground. An occasional jetboat would …

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The Building is for Sale

“The building is for sale.” His voice startled me… I was in the city of Redmond, Central Oregon, admiring the architecture of a building that appeared to be unused… lights off… doors locked… parking lot empty.  I did not see or hear the stranger approach. He just appeared unannounced beside …

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Out of Gas!

The Blazer’s engine chugged and quit… oh, no… four lane freeway… heavy traffic… fortunately I made it to the side of the freeway… fortunately the shoulder was wide enough to accommodate parking clear of traffic… out of gas… but how… the gauge was indicating nearly half a tank… no way… …

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Steens Mountain

                        Snow is falling, partially obscuring some of the high country… at our level just above 4,000 feet we didn’t get enough to measure. Even though we were just a few days into May we saw air temperatures as …

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Wake Up!

During sound sleep deep in the night while staying at the Malheur Field Station last winter something whacked me on the forehead as if I had been struck a blow with a walking cane. And I heard an authoritative voice command,  “Wake up!” The bedroom was as dark as midnight …

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