Is a beautiful place. Day to day, night to night, music flows like milk from a tipped over semitruck from every little last street. I might be running, but I’m no longer running scared. The ocean will sing me to sleep in the night of the morrow, and the sound of the Seattle streets the [...]
I’m sitting in a coffee shop in McCall Idaho and there is an incessant high pitched noise and I can’t figure out where it is coming from. Really, it’s quite annoying, like an ant crawling around inside my ear canal and setting up shop swimming around my CSF, digging a new set of tunnels through [...]
If you happen to be a regular visitor to this little journal of mine than I most certainly owe you an apology. Time after time you may have returned, not to find that I have written a new account of the epoch which has been my recent life and travels, but rather to find [...]
Well, I can admit it, I haven’t been too forward lately. In fact, I haven’t been in any sort of communication whatsoever. Sorry… I have been feeling nomadic, reading Kerouac, skiing powder, seeking refuge in Canada, mourning, meeting new people, spending days and nights with old ones, cooking, biking, dreaming… You know, the usual. After [...]
It was a long gorgeous pedal, and by the end of it I was just about ready for a day to sit on the beach and relax, but I love Portland, so I’m not about to sit around and not enjoy it… Each day of the ride we would push on until the sun would [...]
