Fishing for Browns in Deep Autumn

It's deep Autumn and fishing for Brown's is distilled to it's very essence. The true beauty of simplicity.  Mike Lawson writes beautiful words as usual about his time spent on the water. Fall...

Our top 10 cities to get lost in

Lost Cities were real, prosperous, well-populated areas of human habitation that fell into terminal decline and whose location was later lost. Most lost cities are found, and have been studied extensively by...

Jodphur and the Citadel of the Sun

Azure or golden – take your pick. Jodhpur’s best-known sobriquet is the Blue City, and Mehrangarh, the storied fort that towers above it, is called the Citadel of the Sun; and this ancestral stronghold...

Madeira: Sleep walking through geography

    We can't make up our mind.  One minute it's Hawaii then Tahiti, the American West, no it's vaguely European......Madeira exists in a strange dreamlike state.  As unteathered as it is...

Tea & Tradition at Reid’s Palace-Madeira

Before becoming Prime Minister for a second time in 1951, Winston Churchill wanted to retreat somewhere ‘warm, bathable, comfortable and flowery’ where he could paint and work on his war memoirs. A friend...

Imperial Black: Sao Paulo City Guide

  We love Sao Paulo for many reasons but a favorite might be the beautiful Jardins district with it's lush gardens, incredible restaurants, and luxury shopping.  It also doesn't hurt that Sao Paolo is...

Iniala-La Land

Natai Beach, on Thailand’s west coast, is separated from Phuket by a strait that is only a few hundred metres across, but the short distance belies a difference in character and feel between the two...

Estancia: Shirting Inspiration at World’s End

  When we were younger our friend A.R. decided he had reached his limit of Wyoming winters. He met an Argentinian girl, left us holding our climbing gear, and moved south to fish for large Browns...

it’s already yesterday

The tinkering about is finished.  The attendant has quietly removed my g&t in anticipation and the engines begin their thrum. There is the usual roar and I watch the grass on either side  first...

Quayside Lobster in Puglia

We came to Italy originally seeking craftsmen and true artists to make our clothing.  Time spent in Italy over the years has brought us great pleasure and appreciation for specific local flavors and ways of...

Elegant Drinking: American Bar, The Savoy, London

American Bar, The Savoy, London Chief barkeep Erik Lorincz (who looks a bit like Errol Flynn) presides over this iconic bar tucked into the lobby of the recently refurbished Savoy hotel. The gleaming,...

The Waiting Game

At this point we loathe one another.  We have shared our mouldering paperbacks, played cards until the outcome of every game is disputed, glugged gallons of Chilean wine, gorged ourselves on lamb stew, and...

Lisbon’s Flamboyant Mini Bar

  I could almost mark the length between the trips I make from the sunny Algarve to Lisbon by whether or not Jose Avilliez has opened a new restaurant. He is certainly Portugal’s most prolific chef, if...

Anegada

Quick- do you remember your favorite meal? ? The exact location, the sights, the smells of such a repast? We are often asked this question and sometimes it's the sum all of everything that makes such a thing...

Riding Summer’s Doldrums

  It's that time of year. Summer's doldrums are upon us.  We are finished with Royal Ascot, the clamor of Pitti Uomo in Florence has receded, and the Fourth of July a mere hangover. The Royal...

Meridian- Neither Here Nor There

Its the Meridian, that imaginary half of a great circle, curving from pole to pole that has us thinking about our journeys as of late. Where are we on that great arc and does our location even matter?  We...

From an Olive Grove in Marrakech

We often talk about the resonance that we feel in moving through a landscape as we search for our one of a kind goods.  We immerse ourselves in the culture of a place to gain a stronger understanding of why...

Traveling & Writing

  "My two fingers on a typewriter have never connected with my brain. My hand on a pen does. A fountain pen, of course. Ball-point pens are only good for filling out forms on a...