Six months ago, back in February, when I was still working my way through my dad’s old color slides for Memory Monday, I shared a bunch of images from the 1978 road trip I took with my mom and dad to British Columbia. At the time I mentioned that although I hadn’t shot any photographs myself in 1978, I did have some […]
I’ve had a fondness for mariachi music ever since my trips to Mexico back in the 1960s and 1970s. This episode of California’s Gold is one that I managed to miss on television, so I’m really glad that the Chapman University archives are keeping Huell Howser’s wonderful adventures alive into the future. I hope you enjoy as much as I […]
It’s an old, old story — families being compelled to pick up and move from one place to another when times are hard. Those of us who have never been in such a situation may struggle to understand what it feels like; but John Steinbeck’s novel The Grapes of Wrath (not to mention John Ford’s brilliant movie adaptation) and the […]
It was nice and cool in the mountains at 8700 feet (2651 meters) where The Big Guy and I went hiking today. Kind of hard to come back to the valley heat!
The next best thing to a train is a rail car! I wasn’t even aware that Folsom had handcar races until I noticed this sign at the Folsom Railroad Museum; sadly, I missed the event this past May — but I’ve already got my calendar marked for next year! This episode of California’s Gold features the beautiful scenery of Northern […]
I’ve heard it said many, many times that because the heat in California is a “dry heat,” it’s easier to bear than heat with high humidity. That may be true, but it’s little consolation once the thermometer hits the 100-degree-plus range! I don’t live anywhere near a desert, but plenty of people in Southern California do, and it turns out […]
If you happen to be in Southern California this summer and are looking for something different to do, Huell Howser has a couple of ideas for you in this episode of California’s Gold. I’ve been lucky enough to visit the DeYoung Museum in San Francisco and the National Gallery in Washington, D.C., but I’ve never seen anything like the living […]
Surf Fishing, 1988 Heading over to the coast, minus the dogs this time but accompanied by John, one of The Big Guy’s college/fishing buddies. We traveled in an old VW microbus formerly owned by The Big Guy’s older brother. What it lacked in comfort it also lacked in power, and we barely made it up some of the hills along […]