The best gumbo I found so far in the French Quarter was at 441 Royal Street. If you have any suggestions for next time I visit please let me know in the comments section belowSomething I like to do when I visit a city, is find out what they are famous for and then try [...]

Okay, so there I was 3 hours from home, at 3:30 a.m., freezing, in a part of a city that I am unfamiliar with, I have no transportation and no place to sleep.
So first thing I needed was a hotel room to crash, but where was I? Luckily my phone was now charged and [...]

Lost Sole #401 was discovered during my layover in Mobile at the Greyhound Bus Station while I was getting some fresh air. The photo below it is of the Trek that almost caused me to die from stress overload. It is hard to look at the pic as I had such high hopes for the [...]

Lost Sole #400 is dedicated in memory of Bob Quarles, center of photo. I had been looking forward to hitting 400, but not this way. Just another way Bob does it bigger. This Lost Sole was sent to me by a friend of a friend, Andrew Cruse, who discovered it the day after Bob took [...]

16 National Parks, 18 States, and 6,588 miles and Countless Hours of Driving.

That is what a journey we are dreaming of doing will entail. A journey that will take us across the United States from Florida to Washington. We anticipate hitting every National Park in our path, as well as all the Dog Parks, Brewpubs and now playgrounds that we can. Our tenative departure date from Pensacola is April 1, 2012

We arrived at Deal Island with a sound asleep Nora, after an hour straight of screaming. She just wanted out of the VAN! She endured 20 hours over 3 days stuck in the car seat and just could not handle another minute. So I pulled over and just by pure luck, was an upscale gated [...]

One thing Skippy is known for unfortunately, has been his flatulants, or farts as most people refer to them. Ever since I can remember it has been a problem. However Skippy has had fun with his “talent”.

A story that goes way back, back when we around 12 years old, is from our trip to Hershey. We never actually made it to Hershey as we got into trouble for horsing around and his mom punished us by bypassing Hershey but I digress.

Randall Louis Hamilton
Randy Hamilton – CEO, Pilot, Photographer, Author, Artist, 2nd in Command, Dad“I was born and raised in Loveland Ohio, just outside Cincinnati. I had a very adventurous childhood, and my parents traveled alot with me. I attended the Columbus College of Art and Design, Pensacola Junior College and finally getting my degree in [...]

We make a point to celebrate our little boy Noah’s birthday every year. It is a very hard day for us yet very special and one we look forward to. Sometimes it does not make sense to call it his birthday as he was never born that day. While Sharon did deliver him physically, his spirit had already passed on. He never took a breath.

A ritual we do as a family is got to the same place on the beach and release balloons up to him with Happy Birthday wishes on them. And not to let Nora out we let her send up a pink balloon . . .

It is the morning after I went out to Pensacola Beach to view the oil slick that had finally washed ashore from the BP disaster. The beach was surreal. The parking lot was full of TV crews and their trucks with giant satellite dishes perched on top. All lined up to report on the latest happenings. I have seen this here before during hurricane season’s . . .