As usual, I ended my bike tour with the barest of plans for re-entry. After finishing in DC, I took Amtrak to … Continue reading Port Townsend Writing Retreat
Flying with a bicycle used to be much easier. All they worried about was if you’d let the air out … Continue reading What to pack for a long distance Amtrak trip
I started my ride that morning in Chappaqua, where I had stayed with some old friends from my days of … Continue reading I rode my bike to New York City!
The night of the elections, I slept in a cemetery in New Hampshire near Dartmouth. Not on the graves, but … Continue reading The Haunting Begins
Stephen King’s house is surrounded by a black wrought iron fence with gargoyles. My couchsurfing host says she’s met the famous … Continue reading Spooky Rides
I took a week off in Fredericton, hanging out with my friend Shirley. I washed all my gear and sewed … Continue reading Look, it’s Fall!
After my night of camping on Blueberry Hill, I pushed out to the road to head north. It was mellow … Continue reading What’s with these Canadian Cats?