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Mamou

 I lucked (bon-chanced?) into Mamou using a way of trip planning that combines the old and the new. The old part: studying a map. The new part: it was Google Maps with Street View. My goals were to favor the older highways, find old hotels, and look for little towns with a small grid (or better yet, circle) of streets. Mamou had a sweet looking little grid and as I street-viewed the main drag I saw this: Hotel Cazan (which is for sale, btw) I gave the hotel a call and inquired about rooms, and the owner, Valerie Cahill, was like, "you must come, oh the memories you will make!" After we hung up, she texted me an article about Hotel Cazan from The Acadiana Advocate, detailing its rich history. It was in this article that I learned Anthony Bourdain stayed there over Mardi Gras filming his "Southern Louisiana" episode, and yes, his room was available for December 5th. Better still, I learned that Fred's Lounge, across the street, is the Cajun music capital of the wo...
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Westwords

 Those of you who know me personally (aka everyone reading this) probably know I have been struggling with mental illness for the last 18 months or so. If we are being real, though, it has been a lifelong struggle that reached a breaking point in May of 2024 and total meltdown in July 2025.  Several of my healthcare providers have suggested journaling, which - ironically - I was doing a lot more of in twenty years ago than I am now. Why not hike back into Pooks Canyon? I can overshare in deep, text-rich, posts in a way not seen since Facebook ate everyone's blog. So, what has happened in the Canyon since I last updated? Leah is an agri-tech data whiz bringing the sweetest berries to a produce section near you, Jon and I are traveling about, successfully avoiding sleeping in arachnid-infested outhouses, and Axel is a part-time farmer of cannabis in Nevada County, staying with Grandma Baker. If Jon and I take up gardening, the whole family will be engaged in the plant industry. ...

There are Easier Ways to Get to Auburn

  At about 11am yesterday, Jon got off the lift at Crow's Nest to sample the fresh powder of the recent Tahoe blizzard. Skier's left at the top of Crow’s is the eastern boundary of Sugar Bowl Resort. Sometimes people like to dip under the boundary just a little, and then dip back in. The powder is always fluffier, deeper, and steeper on the other side? On previous days, Jon had dipped under that line, albeit further down the run. Therein lay the potentially fatal mistake. If you dip under the left boundary at the very top, you can never ski back in; you have bought yourself a forty-mile hike to the town of Auburn. According to Jon, from the start the problem was hubris. He was sure if he kept riding and turning right that the ski area would appear shortly. By the time he stopped and looked at the map, he had dropped about 300 vertical meters below the resort. His GPS and maps were spotty and he was distrustful that they were accurate.  After reaching Onion Creek bottom he star...

Leah and Axel are Both Otters!

  Just before heading out to Monterey for the Otter Open Disc Golf Tournament, Axel received his acceptance letter to the Computer Science program at CSU Monterey Bay, the program Leah just graduated from in December. Two otters in the family and I could not be more proud. My two otters with the mascot, Monty Rey. Axel repping the merch. We got a little crazy at the student union store. On our way to Monterey we stayed, night one, in San Juan Bautista. The Hacienda de Leal is a great hotel with a magical olive orchard courtyard. 10/10 would recommend. Jon and Axel at the fountain. The oldsters in the orchard. The acceptance package came with social media props, naturally, which we tested out in the orchard. At lunchtime the next day we visited the old mission. Axel on the original Camino Real Jon on an offshoot of el camino. The cute gen x'rs. Axel glad to be on the right side of the bars. Once in Monterey we were able to visit a bunch with Leah. One very fun excursion was to a sof...

Ventura to Morro Bay

 Ventura to Morro Bay, by way of Santa Barbara and Slovang. A photo log. Jon grilled carne asada tacos at camp last night and we devoured it. Then we watched the sunset at the beach. Sunset. Beach. Then we had the moonrise. This morning we played 18 holes at Mohawk Disc Course on Cachuma Lake. We’ve been cherry-picking the highest rated courses on UDisc and it is paying off. Wonderful round. This is us after finishing hole 18. We accidentally parked in front of the tee for hole five. We were left a funny note from a local disc golfer. After that we went to Solvang and ate sausages, potato salad, Radlers, and Reislings at a beer garden. Jon and Axel window-shop as the horse drawn trolley passes. Windmill in the background. I now want to re-watch the movie “Sideways.” Axel and I on the streets of Solvang. I bought a Danish Christmas ornament and some Viking-themed stationery. Axel bought a 1000 piece Solvang puzzle that we will have to somehow put together without the cat stealing an...