Greetings and salutations. Apologies for the long quiet. I’m still riding, traveling, writing, and photographing, but so much has gone on recently some projects had to be back burnered temporarily. After…
That morning came stunning, that first morning of wind therapy. Not for anything especially beyond the day to day uniqueness, but for something more than the face of it, for…
Other scenes from an autumn run.
It’s like waking up. The haze has stretched on and on for months and even in gear and loading up, like checking another must from the endless to do list,…
Selections from a recent photo trip to the Wichitas.
It’s amazing the difference a hundred miles in Oklahoma can make. A hundred miles west yesterday in a swirl of hot dust and I found myself writing about the heat…
In the blazing glare of July sun, those fine details which I recounted from this same road only a few months ago are washed away. Faded in a miasma of radiating blacktop and all-encompassing…
In some cultures, the new year begins in the autumn. There is something to be said for that idea. Looking back at posts from Septembers previous, a theme emerges, one…
Scenes from two separate trips (in the same week) to The Wichita Mountains.
Related past entry here. Also here, here, here, and here.
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