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…
Roadside Route 66, Oklahoma.
Avon Motel, Route 66, Oklahoma.
In the middle of all the hubbub of the last two months and more still coming daily, a day or two taken for myself, a ride, breaking loose were much…
Everything seems to run a day or so behind the last couple of months, right up to this, a two year anniversary post posted a day late. Two years ago…
In the pantheon of our wild west history, certain cities come to mind, always. Places where characters lived and died, where important battles were fought, where the roots of those…
Still tackling the project that is cleaning out my external hard drives, I continue to come across a sundry assortment of roadside photos as yet unshared on Dharma Anchor, especially…
“How the hell do you find this stuff?” “Because it’s here to be found and its history. If more people were looking for it, it wouldn’t go away.” We have…
We had, for about three hours solid, hacked, cut, sawed, and viciously macheted our way through the over grown briars and thorny brambles (or as I like to call them…
My fascination with old garages and gas stations has been with me since I was a little girl, for no concrete reason beyond the fact that the scent of years…
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