Arches to Canyonlands – Day 1

Arizona sunset

Taking another long weekend getaway. This time, we are heading up over Northern Arizona, where we are for sunset, and stopping in at the North Rim of the Grand Canyon before going up into Utah.

Arizona sunset

Our destination is a cabin in the park, but it will be seriously dark out before we ever get close.

Sunset near Flagstaff, Arizona

It’s these kinds of sunsets that keep our love affair with the Southwest alive and well.

Los Angeles – Day 4

Caroline Wise on the road in Arizona

It’s still morning, and she’s yawning; it’s not like one of our 2:00 a.m. drives back to Phoenix, Arizona.

So, while it’s true that I’m shooting with a new camera on this little excursion out to Los Angeles, I only have the memory stick that came with the camera, which is 8MB. The 64MB sticks were delayed getting to market, so I’m still shooting like I’m using floppy disks or film. Btw, that 64MB card when it came out was a bit more than $100.

Los Angeles – Day 3

Oki Dog in Los Angeles, California

This is the World Famous Oki-Dog at 860 N. Fairfax Ave in Los Angeles, California. When I was an angst-ridden punk rocker in the late ’70s, I used to go to their original location on Santa Monica Blvd and get their pastrami burrito and fries for a few bucks, and both were enough to feed two or three people. The pastrami burrito is one of the weirdest concoctions ever: it is made of two massive overlapping tortillas, grilled peppers, onions, and a mound of pastrami; cover that with chili, pickles, and mustard and there you go: a grease bomb. I introduced Caroline to this kind of indulgence back in 1991 on her first visit to the United States, probably within her first 48 hours in America.

Los Angeles – Day 2

John Wise and family in California

Family from left to right: Mike and Penny Knezetic, me, Ann, and Woody Burns. And in the front row, Sarge’s butt (Woody’s dog), John Wise (my father), and his wife Diana. We were meeting at Ihop in Calabasas, California. This was the last time I saw my Aunt Penny, as by the time Caroline and I visited Buffalo, New York, later this year, she was in a nursing home.