Browsing through the March pages in my 1986 diary, I found a tasty entry. I had just finished a horrible job at Bandar-e-Taheri, on the Persian Gulf, in Iran. I was there to supervise drilling exploration for a proposed oil terminal. The job was horrible for several reasons, none of them due to being in…
Category: Vagabond
Tales of travel and explorations – usually aimless (the travels mostly, not so much the tales)
Traveling with Barbara
Barbara and I courted in 1972 under painful circumstances – my body was healing from a fall down a mountain. Bone knitting and affection were helped by us being kindred spirits and we became close quickly. She wanted adventure, and I was an adventurer. So, in early 1973 we set off for a several-month wander in Europe…
Tung Fuk, Wankers, and Fucking
Before you get huffy and shocked with what you deem my coarse language, calm yourself. Tung Fuk, Wankers Corner and Fucking are the names of communities I have visited in my travels.
Alishan Adventure
The word “adventure” came up often the last few days: a friend wondered why I have so many more adventurous stories than she does; another so much wants adventures she takes leave of her career this week to work for an Outdoor Adventure firm for a while. My best friend is off today to Thailand…