After one month without a phone with or even near me, I can happily conclude that, in spite all my bad habits with the darn thing, I didn’t miss it or struggle without it one bit. This is good
My kind of airport restaurant!
On my way home again
False Klamath Cove (28Oct2022) • All my heart lies with these two adventurers
West of Cheyenne
On the road again • Left the J-Ville bungalow last week. The west coast was shorter lived than we thought it would be, but the east coast just keeps calling…
On Mt. Ashland, looking out toward Shasta, after a nice fall “rain” storm
No bike or dog left behind
Friends
Top of Mt. Ashland • 5,000 ft. of blow-your-shocks-out descent. Two shoulder injuries this summer on this chunky beast
