Mini-Gypsy Tour 2013 Trip Report
Twenty-five hundred miles, eleven days, three states … and only one guy tried to kill me. Not bad.
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What’s going on in my life
Twenty-five hundred miles, eleven days, three states … and only one guy tried to kill me. Not bad.
Just back from an 11-day solo motorcycle trip through Arizona, Nevada, and northern California
I leave on another mini-Gypsy tour tomorrow morning, this one a ten-day solo motorcycle ride to Nevada and California.
Mules, local color, wannabes.
What scares me is the thought that when law enforcement agencies have military hardware, firepower, and training, they’ll inevitably cook up reasons to use it.
So far it’s been a thuggish week. The Boston Marathon bombings. The media frenzy and over-reaction that followed. The Senate demonstrating, once again, that it thinks “democracy” is crazy talk. And now the fertilizer plant in West, Texas.
A friend visited last night and talked us into streaming a couple of episodes of Saving Grace, a cable TV series that ran from 2007 to 2010. We’d never seen it and our friend gave it rave reviews, so I found it on Amazon Prime and we settled in to watch. I loved the lead […]
I’m planning a 10-day, 2,500-mile motorcycle trip in early May and have been concerned about my new knee’s ability to withstand the punishment. My friend Ed suggested replacing the highway pegs on my Goldwing with different ones … of which he just happened to have a spare pair laying around. And here they are: Yes, […]