The Magic Bus
The Magic Bus was a place I had dreamed of visiting since I first saw the movie and read the Jon Krakauer book, “Into The Wild”. I think of it as a pilgrimage made...
The Magic Bus was a place I had dreamed of visiting since I first saw the movie and read the Jon Krakauer book, “Into The Wild”. I think of it as a pilgrimage made...
Driving the Alaska Highway was actually getting a little mundane – wide, flat & straight as far as the eye could see. I’d also started thinking of it as “The Retirees Highway” due to...
Mum and Dad scanned in the article for me… I can’t stop grinning from ear to ear! -Dan
I hadn’t seen Duke in about two and a half years, since I last visited him in New Hampshire. We first met about four or five years ago when we sat on the same...
Once again four leave days bought me a nine day weekend – too good to be true. Saturday Mike and I rode Whitewater all day – it had snowed 19cm the day before and...
I finally finished reading Robert M. Pirsig‘s Lila, the follow-up to Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. It got really heavy in the middle, a little over my head even. Towards the end...