Alone for a week in a “rainforest.” But all is good
By Chuck Woodbury
Rain is pounding on the roof of my motorhome. It's so loud that it would be hard to talk over it. I've...
What was the happiest day of your life?
By Chuck Woodbury
ROADSIDE JOURNAL
What if somebody asked you this question: "What was the happiest day of your life?" How would you answer? Can you identify one...
Kraft Mac and Cheese. Heaven on Earth
By Chuck Woodbury
ROADSIDE JOURNAL
Gail and I were talking this morning about our favorite comfort foods. I told her that, hands down, for me it's...
A guy walks by and all of a sudden I miss my mother
By Chuck Woodbury
ROADSIDE JOURNAL
My office is in a bedroom on the second story of my home. The window faces the street. A young man,...
Song of the Day. From World War II. Vera Lynn
By Chuck Woodbury
ROADSIDE JOURNAL
My father was a pilot in World War II. He flew a B-24 Liberator in the 8th Air Force on 35...
In the Northwest, salmon are a big deal
By Chuck Woodbury
ROADSIDE JOURNAL
Whether you live in the Northwest or are just visiting, you're never too far from a reminder that in these parts...
Something I bet you never thought of…
By Chuck Woodbury
ROADSIDE JOURNAL
If you want to do your kids or grandkids a big favor, save things like this about the times in which...
For $500, this RV is yours!
By Chuck Woodbury
ROADSIDE JOURNAL
I found this for sale online for $500. You could probably get it for less. It may or may not run....
Editor’s trip update, May 29, 2020
By Chuck Woodbury
Gail and I are still in Kingman, Ariz. We have tried twice now to leave, to head back to Seattle, but each...
Meet the ugliest fish in the world
By Chuck Woodbury
ROADSIDE JOURNAL
I do not normally write about fish except maybe to do a little bragging when I catch a big trout. But,...
Editor’s life update May 22, 2020
KINGMAN, ARIZONA
May 22, 2020, 3 p.m., Pacific Time
By Chuck Woodbury
It's time to hit the road again after 2 1/2 months in Kingman, a former...
Hilarious small town crime reports
By Chuck Woodbury
ROADSIDE JOURNAL
When I was a roving reporter, back in the days when an issue of a small town weekly newspaper was 25...
