Time stops in the faint glow of a headlight pool on a darkened back highway. Thoughts separated blur together into one as the white lines become a vanishing smudge. A…
When did the definition of the long way really begin? Which came first, the interstate system or the long way? The sun had set and we were riding through the in…
Though not yet the equinox, spring is here and winter is a happily faded memory. Some nights are colder than others but rarely now do they drop below the forties…
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Record setting warmth and wind have come to define the climate of this year’s February. Apparently that weather oracle rodent saw the coming of an early spring and here at…
It was colder than calculated and the crosswind cut like hell, but the cold air felt like catching my breath. We’re in a drought again, the air holds it, dry…
But I was watching the cloud line. Not halfway to our destination, two points on the long sweep of cirrus had gone from a pair of near cumulonimbus anvil shape…
Isn’t it funny, the things people don’t know? By way of example reading this blog, it would seem that every ride is some sort of adventure, or at the very…
Christmas morning was too quiet. The family gathering had been done already in order to accommodate schedules and the family had all left. But more so than that, too much else…
In the winter a certain melancholy sets in, a longing for sunshine and long days, a wonder at where the time goes every day. It’s a world of long shadows…
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