5 a.m. Saturday morning is a quiet place. A place before anyone else is awake, even the rooster down the hill, the one that crows at all hours regardless of…
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…
My hands are blistered, my back aches, my legs and feet were screaming for days, and at some point I think I mildly strained my forearms, but I am blissfully…
“Claudy! This is the 66 road!” E gets excited lately whenever she sees a Route 66 sign and she knows the segments of it we’re on regularly by heart. Apparently my…
The whole world was gray white and infinite encapsulate. One step outside and the cold bit as a light constant mist alternated somewhere between rain and snow. Down the highway…
Some days are for adventuring new roads, others are for lazily taking in the familiar, a sort of peaceful Sunday ride, no Sunday required. Taking it easy, the sights and sounds…
After the soothing warmth of coffee ordered with lunch, not because I wanted any, but because it was hot, and bundling in every stitch of gear we had available, the…
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