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Monk’s Mistress clothed in bubble wrap

Michael and I drove out of Grantsville, Utah heading south on 36, crossing over the range through Eureka. The cutoff from Grantsville to 36 was riddled with potholes large enough to take a bike down or do tire damage. Michael (riding in front) would wave a leg off the bike to point it out for me … [Read more...]

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The trail of closed lighthouses

We woke up in some town, not sure where. Was it Cambria? No wait. It was Monterey Bay. Losing track. We drove the coastal highway today, stopping at fruit stands and nibbling on fresh berries all along the way. We drove from state park to state park, looking to see what we could … [Read more...]

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Is that a Kiss Dispenser?

Not that kind of kiss... When I left Anchorage yesterday, it was on the tail end of 15 inches of fresh snow in my back yard. I had been thinking that we might get an early break-up and I would be able to pull the KLR out of the garage soon. Not so sure now. I think the fact that I was flying … [Read more...]

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I wish I filmed that…

Wow! I’m sitting to blog about the last couple of days and I can’t remember where I was. It seemed like I crossed into three different states (Arizona, Nevada, and Utah), and stayed in a couple of motels. We left Phoenix late and only made it to Wickenburg on account of the smell of food in … [Read more...]

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Kitt, koffee (not), and kurves

We left Tubac and headed towards Arivaca for coffee. It was a bummer; the coffee shop is closed Tues-Thur. Those are nice hours, three days off a week. We sat at an outdoor table and had snacks and water. We continued rolling through the curves until we found ourselves at the foot of Kitt Peak … [Read more...]

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A parka in Palmer

I was getting a little stir crazy around the house. I asked Kim if she wanted to go winter camping. She did. Off we headed. You would think that winter camping would be pretty easy, but I had a couple of requirements. An outhouse (in case we needed to poop), a great view away from city lights to … [Read more...]

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Kennecott Red, an Amish strike, and a very expensive day…

*The Kennecott Mill is located in Wrangell - St. Elias National Park and Preserve We woke up in the brothel this morning and meandered across the street for breakfast before heading up to the mill town to shoot more photos. Jaz was in heaven on account of all the rusting industrial parts … [Read more...]

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Would you like some cleavage with your cappuccino?

Welcome to Seattle! A quick three day trip to sip coffee, shop, and visit the motorcycle shops of the greater Seattle area were my plans. There are many good things about this area; good coffee, good food, my daughter lives here, great culture and art. The coffee is so good here that, perhaps, … [Read more...]

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Death, Catholic misery, and more bread…

It has been a whirlwind of a trip so far! We went to Notre Dame and toured the church, as well as sat across the street in a small café and sipped to the gargoyles and listened to the church bells. Apparently, only one of the original bells is left. We have done a lot of people watching from the … [Read more...]

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Baguettes, wine, and lots of cheese!

Since I have landed in France, I have done nothing but stuff myself with the finer things in life. It is really easy to do that here. The French have loaded the streets with cafes serving heavy creams and carbs - A dream come true! Pastries and breads of all sorts, and cheese (over 400 kinds are … [Read more...]