25th April 2022 Forty-two years ago, the crisis of the moment (at least as far as 'the West' was concerned) was the taking of 52 hostages in Iran. The hostages, US diplomats and citizens, were seized on November 4th, 1979. The Shah had been deposed and had come to the USA for cancer treatments. The … Continue reading Mysteries
The origin of this quote is disputed, but it certainly applies perfectly to the journey I took in 1980, my "in at the deep end" introduction to camping. My Camping 101. Our return to Khartoum was very anti-climatic. Someone thought to acquire a newspaper. Bouncing around, in the middle of no-where for over two weeks, … Continue reading Camping 101
Having lost a few more precious hours when our truck fell in the river, we pressed hastily on, and promptly ran into another time waster. As we passed a small village in the distance, Taff slowed the truck and brought it to a halt as we saw a police jeep chasing out to intercept us. … Continue reading Wasting time
After carefully selecting a rut in which there appeared to be no snake hole, I threw down my sleeping bag and backpack and joined the others for our tasty evening meal. It was something out of a pot. It tasted of curry but I couldn't say what it was. As darkness fell, I heard the … Continue reading Food for the wildlife
The second night of my introduction to camping was spent on the banks of the White Nile. How exotic and romantic it sounds. I'll give it this, our campsite outside Mongala was the nicest of the entire trip. The ground was flat, the riverbank edged with tall bushes and scant trees, enabling Tim to erect … Continue reading Humor lag…?
Fudge. It's what my brain feels like as I try to juggle the various drugs that keep me mobile every day. Sometimes lately it's like walking through thick mud trying to find two sensible thoughts to put together. The one thing I have missed since moving back to New York is the sessions I had … Continue reading Fudge