Me, sitting at the picnic table, getting my bike ready for the trail: "Do we need a bike stand? You used to have one, when I met you." Rich: "I did?" me: "Yup." rich: "oh, yeah... Nope." me: "good." Later that evening: sitting by the fire eating our dinner out of a collapsible bowl with … Continue reading Minimizing: please, not another thing.
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Pregnant with my first daughter, my future in-laws decided she wasn't theirs, and Future-ex decided he wasn't ready to be a father. I had to leave, hopped on a bus yet again, and set out across the country yet again. A nut rolling west, I ended up in California reluctantly staying with my mom, wondering … Continue reading The Gear: Which water filter? (Working ourselves into a job, but its not a job if you like it.)
Dear. Rich said with stinging eyes, after a bout of gasping coughs, more than slightly exasperated, but successfully, admirably, holding back his temper. Simultaneously, I was trying to hold back, somewhat unsuccessfully, an escaping mirth. Trying unsuccessfully not to laugh and failing, because he was doing such a fine job holding back his temper where … Continue reading Testing
How can you tell a motorcyclist is happy? By the bugs in their teeth. Forget about the wind in their hair, there's a reason medics call a motorcycle helmet a brain bucket, and riders who go without one organ donors. As my certifiable veterans disability from TBI would attest, my skull has been cracked by … Continue reading The gear: helmet
On our bike tour, it was frustrating trying so hard to figure out a routine packing up every morning. This task, this task, then this. Every morning, never less than 90 minutes, or was it two hours? I can't remember how long, just all the minutes piling up, in the same exact fashion. Yes, … Continue reading Those tiny little bags for tiny little things
After my dad died and before the foster home, mom made sure to still keep backpacking with my brother and I. Our family had a special meadow on the slopes of Mt. Brokeoff, next to Mt. Lassen. Its not as tall, but Lassen is a trudge up a hot, sun exposed cinder volcano, while her … Continue reading Gear: the Tent.