Posts by Hank

LA/XC-5 DAYS NINE, TEN, AND ELEVEN: POSTING FROM SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA Two-day mileage from Williams, AZ to Santa Monica, CA: 596.2 Total LA/XC-5 mileage: 3,509.6 Road Music: Saturday: Mets vs. Phils (Mets clinch!); LA/XC-5 “Live” playlist; Sirius — Tom Petty Radio and E Street Radio (live con…

LA/XC-5 DAYS SEVEN AND EIGHT: POSTING FROM WILLIAMS, ARIZONA Two-day mileage from Grand Junction, CO to Williams, AZ: 691.8 Total LA/XC-5 mileage: 2,913.4 Road Music:  Thursday: Back-to-nature silence for two hours; Dierks Bentley mix; Politics on Sirius; LA/XC-5 “Live” playlist — Dierks, Stones…

LA/XC-5 DAYS FOUR, FIVE, AND SIX: POSTING FROM GRAND JUNCTION, COLORADO Three-day mileage from Des Moines, IA, to Grand Junction, CO: 990.8 Total LA/XC-5 mileage: 2,221.6 Road Music: Monday: CNN, MSNBC, and FOX to pre-game for Round One of Hillary vs. Donald; my “Deep Themes in Country Music” play…

LA/XC-5 DAY TWO AND THREE: POSTING FROM DES MOINES, IOWA Two-day mileage from Austintown (suburb of Youngstown), OH to Des Moines, IA: 770.4 Total LA/XC-5 mileage: 1,230.6 Road Music:  Saturday: Sirius Cycle (stuck with “The Spectrum” for awhile — enjoyed the wide range, everything from Florence +…

LA/XC-5 DAY ONE: POSTING FROM AUSTINTOWN, OH Today’s mileage: 460.2 Total LA/XC-5 mileage: 460.2 (duh) Road Music:  Sirius Cycle (one-time-only explanation:  I tend to start my road days with the news — especially during this freaky, weird, and scary, but enormously entertaining election season —…

* * *COUNTDOWN: 6 DAYS TO LA/XC-5 * * * Once again, oldest son Matt will be hitching a ride for a short stretch on my just-around-the-corner (starts in less than one week from today!) Beagle Man cross-country-road-trip-with-dog.  As you might recall, Matt joined me and Kemba on our northern return…

* * *COUNTDOWN: 28 DAYS TO LA/XC-5 * * * Poor Kemba’s been coping with adversity this whole summer. All my dog wants out of life is to fetch the purple squeaky rubber ball that I chuck into the ocean for him.  But when he swims for it, retrieves it, and drops it at my feet, beautfully, like a good…

Last summer, Kemba’s first birthday celebration on #hermanbeach in Amagansett was a relatively low-key affair.  Kept under wraps until the afternoon of the party, and even then only signaled by a small copy-paper sign taped to the Beagle Man’s surfboard*, there were just seven humans and two dogs…

    Photos by beach buddy Scott Rudin

Got back from a quicky late-night bite at the Grey Goose.  I’d been gone for maybe 45 minutes.  Kemba greeted me, of course, at the playroom door, all in a lather.  God forbid I’d get back from even the shortest trip without dropping everything to play with him. “Come on, Handsome, let’s go out in…