The Australian commercial for Bacardi Rum was being filmed outside. As the cameras rolled the main actor walks next to a murky stream and suddenly sees a crocodile.
The monthly travelogue from the-ever itinerant Maderan, Leon Emo.
A year ago on this day, after 28 days in the hospital, I stepped gingerly (with a walker) onto our driveway and traversed, ever so slowly, the distance to the front door and ultimately the couch.
To those who have shared a campsite with this desert rat — especially my gal, my son, and my Madera friends — I hope you remember special times conversing over a campfire and learning to appreciate the deser
One of this guide’s favorite canyons is Echo in the Funeral Mountains.
“When I would see you at the Fruit Basket for breakfast?” I asked the old man with a cane. I was just a kid (again) with thoughts of riding around old Madera on my bike.
My meandering with dogs started when I was a youngster growing up on the corner of Dellavalle and Rush streets.
Finally, school was out. It was mid-June, and I would be a big senior at Madera High when classes started again. It was time for summer fun. We dragged main (Yosemite Avenue) all day.