Finding Forgiveness in the California Desert
It was cold when I left the town of Brawley. The sun was just starting to make its way up the eastern sky. The dusky morning blanketed the horizon in a gray-blue haze. The...
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It was cold when I left the town of Brawley. The sun was just starting to make its way up the eastern sky. The dusky morning blanketed the horizon in a gray-blue haze. The...
What someone chooses to say publicly in paint fascinates me. I feel similarly about bumper stickers. You might only have one shot at getting the attention of someone’s eyeballs and this is what you want them...
For a few days now, I’ve struggled with how to describe my experience visiting Salvation Mountain. I keep coming up short. I am unable to pinpoint the feelings that overwhelmed me there with my cliché...
There is no doubt about it. My introduction to the Cabazon Dinosaurs was through watching Pee Wee’s Big Adventure a million times in Junior High. I loved that movie. So in December of 2016...
Friends, did you know that there was an International Banana Museum? “A what?” you might ask. But I assure you that yes, you heard me right. International. Banana. Museum. A museum stuffed to the...
While I was heading south along the shore of southern California’s Salton Sea, I saw a familiar shape casting a shadow across a parking lot. I’m sure my eyes must’ve swirled with stars as...
While sifting through photos on my iPhone this morning, I found a few (terrible) images that I’d snapped of a steam powered motorcycle that was on display at the Musée Mécanique in San Francisco. The...
Maybe it is a symptom of living in suburbia less than an hour from the megatropolis of New York City – but I find that it takes a while for me to adjust to...
This morning I was thinking about all of the wonderful people and unexpected friendships that I’ve made because of the internet. My upcoming trip overseas will be with Ed and Pimmie, people that I...
There’s a lot to be said for being in the right place at the right time. A split decision to go forward or turn away changes the course of your life forever. We often...
A few weekends ago a friend posted a photo on Facebook of a motorcycle ride he’d taken in Death Valley. The picture was a group of friends in their riding gear in front of...
So – why were we 2-up in this photo? Well, I’ll tell you. But, let me preface this by saying I am not trying to bad-mouth anyone and not recommending a company be avoided....
I shot this photo on Route 1 in California with my GoPro during the final riding day of our road trip in September 2011. It’s a little bit of a different point of view...
Sometimes… sometimes there are just no words that you can string together to properly convey your feelings. I was on the side of the road taking a picture of the view when I saw...
When you head south on Mattole Road from Ferndale, if you stick with it all the way back to 101 you will enter a portion of the Humboldt Redwoods. When you do… wow. There...
When life gives you garbage, make a glass beach When Kenny and I pulled away from the Inn at the Lost Coast a piece of me stayed behind. Spending the night, watching the sunset over the Pacific...
Unfortunately, you cannot get up close and personal with the Willits, California Muffler Man unless the rodeo is open. I had to peer through the fence at this rootin’ tootin’ cowpoke. Handsome, isn’t he?...
Sometimes you’re just cruising along and then whammo! Something awesome crosses your path. “I’m goin’ down to South Park, gonna have myself a time…” Found at The Peg House – Leggett, Ca.
When Kenny and I were heading south on California 96, we traded places with another group of riders along the route a few times. When we stopped in Weitchpec for gas, they were not...
When some girls talk of romance they refer to things like candle lit dinners, wine and roses. Not, me. I found the ultimate romantic moment on our California roadtrip. This recipe serves 2 motorcyclists: Start with...