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…
Like some Arthurian quest, I am pouring more and more time into traveling every inch of the pothole ridden two lane blacktop surrounding Oklahoma City trying to find those views,…
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…
Annually, as the year draws to a close, my habit of juggling a great many things with a few less than many hands takes on a fever pitch as I…
To say that the Indian Meridian Road leading to and becoming the main street of the ghost town of Meridian is worse for wear would be a vast understatement. We…
With the temperature having dipped below freezing this week and held, a wintry snow mix in the forecast this weekend, we rode as much as possible during the week before,…
Of the many unique geographical features of Oklahoma, I realized on our most recent ride this is the first place I’ve ever lived where I can go from west side…
For all my romanticized prose about her, oftentimes traveling on what remains of 66 breaks my heart. Seeing the last remnants, dilapidated, renamed, partially hidden, like one of the classic cars…
The original post for our most recent trip was intended to be a pair of entries about our journey to the Wichita Mountains, Meers, Mt Scott, and Medicine Park, but…
“I don’t know if the blog is turning out the way I want. It’s missing something.” “You sound like my hubs. What it must be like to be an artist.…
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