Tag: road trip
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When in Rome
Many of my favorite towns (Boulder, Missoula, Portland, the other Portland, Duluth, Tacoma, Providence, etc.) seem to be kindred spirits to one another. There’s something about the coming-together of historic architecture, blue-collar grittiness, a population full of creative types and surrounding natural beauty that … well, for which I’m a total sucker. So based on…
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Over the mountains
Whenever the Tailor and I do our annual peach haul from the other side of the Cascades, we like to take the back road. That way, we get to take in the mountain air, visit every orchard along the way, Have our pick of the best farmstands, and take the time to find out what’s…
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Trimmed and burning
As you may have already noticed, I kind of have a thing for lighthouses. It’s probably no surprise they’ve cropped up in my work lately, since my corner of the world is fair teeming with them. But I even find myself sneaking them into other projects, even when it’s not strictly necessary. So you can…
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Pirate’s cove
My next stop on the trip was one I would have made anyway, just for the sheer natural beauty. But what really happened is that I let my inner movie geek take over. Film buffs: recognize that location? Ah, Cannon Beach. Home of the iconic Haystack Rock and filming location for The Goonies and a…
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Raincoat/rain coast
My lucky good weather held out until I hit the Oregon border. And then the storm hit. It poured. I mean, absolutely cats and dogs. Once in awhile it let up enough to let a hint of sunshine through, but then the shower curtains would roll back in a moment later. Sometimes the weather made…
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Butterfat Palaces
Eureka! (Sorry. I just felt a great need to say that. Ahem.) I stopped in Eureka, CA for a cuppa after my sojourn in the nearby redwoods, and was charmed in a heartbeat. Thanks to its obvious proximity to timber, Eureka is chock-a-block with fancy Victorian and Art Deco architecture. And by stumbling upon a…
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Cathedral trees
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Land’s end
Even though my trip south originally brought me across the Bay, it seemed like San Francisco was the logical starting point for my long trek home along the coast. So after a quick sketch (while humming that Journey song that popped into my head for the umpteenth time), I crossed the bridge and headed north.…
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Hitting the road
My usually insatiable wanderlust has been at an absolute fever pitch lately—and a pretty intense recent case of studio burnout has only increased the feeling. So in order to recharge the old battery a bit, and maybe stir up some brand new inspiration, I’m closing up shop and hitting the road. The Tailor and I…
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Forty-watt bulbs
Despite an overabundance of deadlines and studio hubbub lately—well, beautiful spring weather and productivity just don’t mix. Besides, a sunny Friday in the Northwest is basically a license to play hooky. So I took a day off and made my annual pilgrimage up to the Skagit Valley to catch the end of the Tulip Festival.…
