My Walkabout

Up and over the rockslide I go, tumbling slowly down the dirt road towards my resting place for a couple...

Dazed and confused. Lost. Scared. The rain starts to fall, lightly at first but I knew what would be coming....

“It was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice.” - Heart of Darkness Following the river...

“No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one’s existence--that which makes...

I rise slowly from the comfort of a twin mattress bed, the night is just starting to show signs of...

I head back down the mountains from Schultz Tank and into the tight knit community of Flagstaff. I haven't eaten...

The Covid summer just rolls along, but at least being outside I feel much less likely to contract the virus....

In these Covid times, it is hard to try and pre-plan almost anything, as situations change rapidly due to new...

Large desert expanses in between towns are all one finds out here. I ride along the old Route 66 when...

Tusayan is only a stone's throw away (two miles) from the official entrance to the South Rim of the Grand...

I slowly rumble on past the automotive graveyard that is Radiator Springs, continuing on down the lonely dirt road. Even...

The Fourth of July holiday is here, marking the halfway point of summer. Covid be damned, I was going to...