The Mail Pouch Tobacco Ad of Grafton, West Virginia
One of my favorite Mail Pouch Tobacco wall ads is in downtown Grafton, West Virginia. There is so much going on, it is a feast for the eyes. Is it just me or is...
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One of my favorite Mail Pouch Tobacco wall ads is in downtown Grafton, West Virginia. There is so much going on, it is a feast for the eyes. Is it just me or is...
On my way out to Pennsylvania on Sunday, I made a pitstop to finally see the Kenny Scharf Bronx, NY art wall that decorates the Third Avenue side of Krinos Foods. I’d seen glimpses...
Motorcycling is deeply therapeutic for me. Even during the most superficial fun-time journeys when I’m doing nothing but absorbing my surroundings, there is healing in the simple enjoyment. But there are other times when...
There are moments in the morning when the light that spills over everything feels special.
When I woke up in Wilkes-Barre, my plan for the day was to swing by Williamsport to see if I could find the repaired Whispering Giant, Woapalanne. Then I would turn my wheels south...
In September, I took a road trip to mosey around a bit on the Bonneville. These are some of the notes that I jotted down about the peripheral odds and ends that helped to...
Along with dinosaurs and my favorite, the Giant Chicken Army, cows have to be one of the most abundant roadside animal statues. I saw two more big ladies of note while road tripping in...
After visiting the old Rockfish post office, I picked up Virginia 56 and followed it for about 30 miles. Aside from being a nice little wiggler, the sights along the road were just the...
One for the tiny post office files. This little gem has been starred on my Google map of stuff to do for quite a while now. In September, I stopped by for a look:...
While puttering around the house on this rainy morning, the notion of posting some of the photos from my most recent road trip flittered in and out of my thoughts. That idea was swirled...
While life unfolded around me – school buses came, people went to work, cows took a morning dip – I just stood. I stood looking at the hills rolling away into the fog. At...
It’s funny when I meet people who initially “know” me from my blog. I can’t say why, but I find it embarrassing when they talk to me about it or say that the like reading it....
Found just ’round the way from the World’s Largest Catsup Bottle on Main Street in Collinsville, Illinois. Location: Google Maps38.6701867,-89.9857204
Each time I’ve come home from a riding trip, there is a strange period of decompression that happens. Or maybe re-compression – that’s likely more accurate because it’s the process of rewinding my internal...
The city of Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania is home to a giant coffee mug building. With its dirt-streaked yellow cladding and lovely handle un-held, this humongous cup of coffee sadly sits vacant on Spring street. A...
Whenever I am getting ready to head off on a solo trip somewhere, inevitably I find myself conflicted by a range of discordant emotions. There is, of course, the giddy excitement and wonder about...
The long Labor Day weekend is here. Here in the northeast, this marks the summer’s last hurrah. Beachy towns say goodbye to the summer rentals, locals have “their towns” back and the kids trudge...
An assortment of art and animals I’ve spotted in my travels over the last few weeks.
Over the weekend I plucked a book off the shelf that I’ve had for a few years now: Lincoln Highway Companion: A Guide to America’s First Coast-to-Coast Road by Brian Butko. Flipping through its...
Literally just down the block from Big Bertha the Butt Tree, is the giant old salt fisherman, Captain Brown. He stands in the parking lot of Brown’s Wharf Motel and Restaurant. At 15 feet tall,...