Tuxedos and Rattlesnakes

Our planned weekend getaway started with the usual New York mad rush, in this case to catch the lone Saturday morning express train from Penn Station. Once safely aboard and having taken stock of our provisions — water, check, map, check, cash, check, wallet, check (twice) — we relaxed into our seats for the one-hour…

Cabin Porn

Spotted at The Strand bookstore, seemed on topic given recent wilderness musings.