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Baker In Winter

December 27, 2013

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December is not my favorite month. This has not been my favorite December. It wasn’t always like this. It is tempting to reminisce. But, nostalgia always nags me to sum up – which is the last thing I need. The rocker covers are freezing. The fat, black bitch makes a harsh and feeble sound like […]

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Phoenix

October 24, 2013

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I spent a hundred bucks on gas. My pillion pad was empty. I didn’t run into anybody I know. I remembered a couple of guys who didn’t remember me. I took photographs. I made notes. I got sunburned. I ate fast food. I drank some five dollar beers and a ten dollar glass of wine. […]

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May Is Motorcycle Safety Awareness Month

May 18, 2013

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Maybe it will happen like this. I’ll catch a long parade of impossibly slow trucks on a secondary, two lane road. I dream those roads. They float and dance in my imagination like bingo balls – the 95 between Needles and Blythe, the 89 between Ash Fork and Chino Valley, the 85 from Buckeye to […]

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August

November 8, 2012

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The last star was floating in the deep black above a thin orange line when I started the long fall back to the coast. Right away I had to climb more than a mile. The West Portal of the Eisenhower Tunnel is 11,158 feet above the Pacific. Technically, Frisco is a couple thousand feet lower […]

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Notes On A River Run

May 1, 2012

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I return to Laughlin like a doomed salmon – driven by compulsion more than anticipation – and first thing the San Diego Freeway is impossible. Again. It takes me five minutes to go a mile. And as I roll past the fender bender a soft rain begins to fall. No, that last sentence is all […]

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Calendar Days

March 15, 2012

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I grow restless. I must go. I need a road trip. It is not just me. These are frustrating times and I think the road trip is one of the last remaining fragments of the broken American dream. I cling to it like a splinter from the true cross. We may no longer be able […]

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The Poker Run

April 27, 2010

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Where you are going is always where you are. The destination is always the getting there. So at the end of all my journeys it is 45 degrees and gray. I am sitting all alone at a red light on an empty stretch of Pacific Coast Highway. There is not a cop in sight so […]

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Burnout Wednesday

September 1, 2009

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As long as I was in the greater Rapid City – Gillette metropolitan area I figured I might as well ride over to the Devils Tower and pay my respects. It only took me about fifty miles out of my way. Then it turns out, to make a long story short, Devils Tower does not […]

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Laughlin Glory Days

May 12, 2009

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I rank irony first among virtues. I worship a sardonic God. I am not just typing. I am testifying. I saw Him once. I thought I was dead. He smirked at me, reached out his hand and tossed me back. Just like that. I have been laughing ever since. I laugh at the plague of […]

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Wild, Wild West

May 4, 2009

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Look at me now, not a care, ignorant as Adam, speeding down the Mojave Valley Highway in our traditional garb. My head is bare. I am stripped to the waist. I have on a pair of dirty Wranglers with a little, tiny knife hole in the left thigh; a big, brass belt buckle that proclaims […]

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Escape From El Lay

April 30, 2009

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The beach used to be where the poor people lived. And, even though the new houses here have become more expensive than Beverly Hills the beach is where some of us poor people still do live. It is possible to stagger out of the waves, cross the broad strand and face a trophy chopper displayed, […]

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Vung Tau

April 9, 2009

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So, I run into the impossible traffic jam that the California Highway Patrol has created on the 405. Somebody or another has abandoned a Tercel in the south bound carpool lane. Probably they ran out of gas. Maybe they stole the car and then they ran out of gas. Maybe the thieves are walking to […]

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Neptune’s Net

March 10, 2009

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Get on Interstate 10 anywhere-Jacksonville, El Paso, Berdoo. Ride west until you reach the end. I get on at the San Diego Freeway. All the way north from the South Bay the traffic has been stop and go. Cars accelerate as quickly as possible to sixty, change lanes in a desperate attempt to escape, then […]

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