It's mid-November, and the weather reflects it . A steady drizzle of rain hits the snow like acid, burrowing into the pockmarks and emer...

Today I interviewed a local writer , a longtime resident that these Alaska-types refer to as "old-timers" or "sourdoughs...

So I know this is a diversion from my regular subject matter, but I saw this rather unflattering picture pop up on Geoff's rotating scr...

So I took the new cross country skis out for a little slide today. It was my second time ever - the first being at least four years ago. It...

Temperatures here have started to inch just above freezing again - which means slush everywhere. Yesterday I finally convinced Geoff to go...

Visa Quest ... it's kind of a bluegrass festival started by three guys who used to live in Fairbanks and never lived in Homer; it'...

Today Geoff and I went on a backyard expedition of the rolling woods behind our house. And when I say backyard expedition, I mean we litera...

"Wake up. It's a beautiful day for biking." During my cross-country bike trip this phrase became a euphonism for "Wake ...

This is a painting by local artist Leslie Klaar , who I interviewed today. She had a contagious enthusiasm that you don’t find much, even i...

This is a picture I took on Saturday at Dramaslam. It was a strange event to say the least – 35 locals got together Friday night and wrote,...

The best thing about a late sunrise is being awake to see it. Of course, it's coming late enough now that I'm often at work before...

This is Giant Iron Pterodactyl Man ; I think of him as GITMo. He guards the trailhead to Homestead, an amazingly scenic cross-country trail ...

My friend Monika in Ann Arbor, Mich., sent me this picture today. She took this photo of me and Geoff in late August in the Salt River Rang...

This is my requisite “Northern Exposure” shot - moose in the front yard. I took it this morning on my two-mile (OK, quarter-mile) hike to g...

I'm just thawing my face after a brisk (to say the least) 25-mile bike ride. Every time I go riding I think "this is the last one o...

So this is my new online journal about moving to Homer, Alaska — a place where it snows in October, where moose traipse through my backyar...