My wife, kneeled at the base of the American Immigrant Wall of Honor on Ellis Island and scraped her pencil back and forth furiously before the name began to appear: Ermenegildo Simonetti. This was her grandfather who emigrated from Italy in 1938 to America. My great grandfather, Joseph Dotolo, who I knew as a…
My life long love affair with US 395 and the Eastern Sierras all started because I was going backwards. That’s right, in reverse. I had no idea what was ahead of me, only what was behind me. And I loved every minute of it. All Images Are Registered With The United States Copyright…
Photographs and Text © Todd Bigelow The drive up US 395 to Mammoth Lakes along the eastern edge of the Sierra Mountains is one I’ve done so many times that I’m convinced I could do it by sound alone. Roll down the windows and point the Subaru north and there’s little doubt I…
Summer. It’s the season that separates us from reality, forces us into a lazy existence and calls us into the wild. Summer is finding a place to enjoy, whether it’s a drive on a rural road, skipping rocks or finding a cool respite amid the city’s pulse. Hike, bike, jump, ride, swing, relax. It’s summer……….