The Dunes and Beach of Findhorn

(06.13) Morning meeting with Dürten and Paul, then lunch at the CC. I craft a proposal on my exchange with the Foundation, email it off. Ali Sun returns from a long walk; I am ready for a break and head off past houses, caravans, sheds doubling as shops, giant Scotch distillery barrels recycled as homes.

Hitting The Ground in Findhorn

(06.12) A long, uninterrupted slumber, then up by nine, have a shower.  The kitchen is stocked with freshly baked bread, granola, eggs, butter, milk, soy milk, preserves and more.  I grab a couple pieces of toast, head out to see Paul who’s in a meeting.

Arriving in the Land of the Scots

I awake as the plane dips below the cloud layer above Aberdeen. Rows of stone houses, housing projects and industrial buildings tuck amid green trees and greener fields. Four large shipping vessels are docked off the shore, no port or pier in sight. Low, rolling hills surround Aberdeen Airport. The air is crisp and cold as we descend the steps, …

Snorkeling in Baja Mexico

We slide the kayak into the water, careful to shuffle our feet in the sand. The shuffling warns otherwise docile sting rays, who take offense only to being stepped on their back. Jorge laughs, shakes his head in disbelief, as he tells us of the ladies who ignore the signs about sting rays and shuffling, and proceed with their high-kicking …