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…
One of the greatest qualities of Route 66 and the bygone kitsch era of Americana are the roadside testaments to individual gumption and creativity. The world’s largest this or that,…
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…
Ah, the biker bar. A mysterious creature shrouded in legend, dimly lit dives perfumed with stale beer and oil, filled with mean eyed men you daren’t cross and tattooed women…
“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…
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…
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