Author Archives: AdaptiveCurmudgeon

I don’t meet many people when I’m out in nature. I go there to avoid people. However, the few people I meet are outlandish and memorable. Last year, I met the beer faeries.: The UTV rolled up with three laughing … Continue reading →

When I took the stupid direction at the sketchy fork off the trail that felt like it went through Namibia… things got weird. The grasses and reeds in the sketchy landbound estuary morass I’d ridden through were tall but once … Continue reading →

It wasn’t me that took the trail, it was Honey Badger. The silly little motorcycle simply loves doing stupid shit! I’m an innocent in all this I swear! So there I was, trundling down a road that had become a … Continue reading →

You don’t need to climb the highest mountain to have a “natural experience”. The earth is always right there under your feet. I abandoned pre-conceived plans and was simply riding. My little motorcycle Honey Badger seemed to know where to … Continue reading →

I rolled out of base camp literally days behind schedule. I’d planned some serious exploration but had opted instead to sit on my ass brewing coffee and reading books. No regrets on that choice! But now it was adventure time! … Continue reading →

All night the owls hooted and I enjoyed the sound. The loons were silent though. I avoid summer camping and one reason is mosquitoes. Sure enough a few found their way into my tent. I have a bug zapper flashlight … Continue reading →

I slept the peace of nature… It has been a long hard um… how does one calculate time? Has it been a tiring week? A tough year? An interminable decade? Hard to say; there is only before and now. The … Continue reading →

I’ll be posting a new travelogue starting tomorrow. Vignettes go live every morning for a week. Every bit is true, including the parts where my motorcycle makes decisions and how I personally met Odin and his side chick. Lets face … Continue reading →