Category Archives: Spring_2020

The trail continued on its jolly way but now each rut seemed mildly menacing. Having sloshed, stumbled, and squished my way across a water hazard with all the grace of a drunk elephant, I wanted to get to the other … Continue reading →

Nothing lasts forever. Eventually I got to the end of my little road. I had crossed a small ridge and emerged several miles from my starting point. I was on a main road. Actually, when I say “main road” I … Continue reading →

The day dawned clear and cold. I had cabin fever the likes of which would scare Jack Nicholson. It was cold, but sunny; close enough to summer for me. Time to ride! I grabbed my keys, strode towards my garage, … Continue reading →

This is the post you knew was coming. The moment I started pondering the purchase of an Argo or ATV was the first step on the direct linear path to this moment. A moth to flame, I. Since you already … Continue reading →

It was time to go home. The shiny new bike perched proudly in the truck bed and it was glorious! It fit just right. Tailgate closed and everything. I had brand new ties with which it was solidly secured. It … Continue reading →

[I rewrote this part several times but could never truly capture what happened. This is the best I could do.] The motorcycle I’d agreed to buy was a long way from my home. I decided to make an overnight “mini-vacation” … Continue reading →

The Death Valley Trail maps were now useless too. They were stashed in the box with the Lake Powell maps. Salt Lake City was out, Barstow was out, the new destination was in western Texas. Was I unknowingly involved in … Continue reading →

I’ve only been to Barstow once. I dimly remember a blistering hot highway and a ridgeline with windmills. There was lots of dust as my motorcycle and I were sandblasted by hot desert winds. It was hot. I don’t know … Continue reading →