Travelers of Santa Fe. March 29-31, 2015.
It was a bit of a shock to be back in the rest of America after such an immersive experience in Zuni. I’d been through this region with Tim in the rental car, but it couldn’t have been a more different experience. Everything is different on the scooter. Maybe...
Tamales and Mudheads. Arizona and New Mexico. Mar 22-29, 2015.
In the serendipitous way that is life sometimes, news came that Sash and Steve were staying in Tucson. Plus, a certain celebrity cooking show host, who’s show sold out in RI while I was there, was touring in Tucson… I guess I’m making tracks to Tucson! Every so often,...
Gear Talk: Navigation and Route Planning
Navigation is an entirely personal process, but I’ve been asked often enough about my system that here’s a post about it! As far as picking where to go, I’ve come to plan around fixed-place dates (weddings, graduations, rallies), friend’s places, work deadlines, and climate. Then I fill it in...
Southwestern Car Interlude. March 17-21, 2015.
This map is a bit misleading. Part of the press to turn north again was to meet up with Tim (previously referred to as the Giraffe) for a southwestern road trip. The map above doesn’t cover car territory – this is partly because I’m more concerned with scooter tracks,...
The Transient Life, Ongoing
I feel like I’ve lived at least 5 lifetimes in the past year. I was going through the things I put in storage in May 2014, back when I was expecting to return to them 4 months later (ha!). It struck me how hard I worked over the course...
Baja 1159, Part 2 – Now with baby whales! March 10 – 16, 2015.
Where were we? Ah, right, safely and happily ensconced at Mauro’s Posada in beautiful Bahia de Los Angeles. Which of course means I couldn’t sit still. At some point in the previous evenings conversation, someones mentioned, “Are you here to pet baby whales?” “Wait – what? I am now!”...
Baja 1159, Part 1. March 5 – 9, 2015.
How do I even begin this post? Departing from the intensity of the Las Vegas High Rollers rally was a familiar pang of loss. My intermittent scooter family had gone home to real families (puh-leeze), and I was off for a night of camping alone in Joshua Tree National...
Nose to the Grindstone
I’ve managed to catch up a few drawings, but the photo posts are taking a long time to put together (the memories are just too fantastic!). A few work deadlines are dominating my energy, while I take advantage of having access to a reliable scanner, printer, and desk space....
7/25 – Rally!
79 miles. Ski’s Shrimp Run holds a special place in my heart for being the first scooter rally I ever attended. I’d never heard of such and event, but saw a poster for it on a work visit to Portland, ME. I rode up by myself and camped, both...
7/24 – Onward
267 miles. The fog is a living thing up here, clinging to dark islands. My rear tire is bald, I’ve got an appointment with Tri-Sports in Brunswick, ME to make. Not to mention, a rally!...