The Peripatetic Traveler
Thoughts about my travels - of all kinds.
There isn’t anything profound or radical or even very thought-provoking tonight (it’s 7:45 PM MST as I’m writing this), but I wanted to take a few of the remaining minutes of...
I’m still cleaning off my desk. With tonight’s post, I’ll be able to get one more piece of paper off it and into the trash. YAY! Last year I wrote a...
I was cleaning off my desk this weekend, in preparation for my next trip (canoeing down the Green River, in Utah), and I found a piece of paper with some post-motorcycle-adventure...
Although these people will never know it, I’m very grateful to them for helping me out on my ride: The guest (a young woman) and the desk clerk (a young man)...
As I traveled in July and August, and blogged about it, I had the occasional request to let people see, on a map, where I had been. It took a while,...
One of the things I habitually do when I read signs is that I actually *read* them (imagine that!), and too often I find mistakes in them. When I do, I...
Most motel rooms, even the inexpensive ones, are good enough for one night. Once in a while, though, I pick one that I probably shouldn’t have. The most recent example occurred...
Sunday, July 19 – You have one job, and that is to ride from Joliet, IL to Chicago, meet up with your son-in-law, and then ride with him to his house....
Saturday – my eighth full day on the road and my body is starting (?) to rebel. I have a touch of helmet rash (or a zit – at this point...
My decision to stay in Joplin on Thursday night turned out to be a very good one. The next morning I was able to retrace my ride to the point where I...
The Peripatetic Traveler 