No Fixed Abode

Before we left Florida we had a final service done to the bike in Holopaw. Then, because Fran was still moaning we were overweight, we...

We were now officially in the south. The side road we took in Virginia was really boring; straight, empty and interrupted only by small...

It was a great 10 days in the Berkshires. We’d made it for the birthday and a week later greeted all for the family reunion. The days...

Before driving into Michigan we spent the night in a very odd border town in Wisconsin. Marinette looked nice on the surface but the...

Time to leave Montana. A strange land of camouflage uniforms, guns next to the coffee maker and the word “Prepper” peppering each...

After 9 glorious days living like real people again, we packed-up and headed out. The drive east showed Washington at its best. Apple...

Fueling on the way out of SLC we had our photo taken again. The guy was so excited by the Ural he kept repeating “Oh boy, you guys are...

Delta, Utah epitomizes all that is lacking in many anonymous American towns. The anticipation on arrival dips deeper into disappointment...

It was the end of the desert heat. We headed north under a stormy sky to Ely, Nevada on Hwy.6. There was a patch of blue on the horizon...

The drive down into the Panamint Valley was glorious. We were melting when we arrived that first evening in Panamint Springs but there is...

We left Ventura County with a whimper. We had been packing for three solid days and the mess never seemed to get any less. There were...