Ride to Camp – Camp to Ride
Summer Solstice Cookout
My wife was having her book club over to our house for dinner. It seemed prudent to retreat to the woods for the evening. My brother’s wife is a member of the book club, leaving Andy unsupervised. It didn’t take much coaxing to get him to join me. ...
Lost Creek Longhouse Chapter 3: Settling In
(click here for Chapter 2) It had been a warm, clear day when we started Saturday, but by mid afternoon the sky had gone slate-gray and opened up on us. We made camp in a torrential downpour. Mike had to leave before we were done setting up; Jason, Robert, and I...
Blast From the Past
Mike and Amy and I did a short wander in the Gifford Pinchot, hoping to find some boletes or some late season morels. Aside from a nice flush of Amanita, we got skunked. We swung by South Prairie, but Disappearing Lake has...
Lost Creek Longhouse Chapter 2: Setting Up
(click here to go to Chapter One) Our longhouse was essentially two tipis married with a ridgepole spanning the distance between them. Panels of canvas covered the center. This was the first time (and maybe the last) I attempted it. I brought thirty-two...
Lost Creek Longhouse Chapter 1: Getting There
Ultra-light camping is all well and good, but I had a somewhat different approach in mind for the expedition to Lost Creek. I wanted to build a longhouse. I wasn’t exactly sure how to put one together; I did know it would take all the canvas I had and a...
A Quick Overnight
This piece first appeared June 2018 as Meine Freiheit in Nr.38 of International Sidecar Traveller. By Monday afternoon I knew something had to be done. Work was beginning to take its toll, and I still had the rest of the week to go....
Cottonwood Tinder
This time of year the cotttonwoods shed seeds...
Sidecar Traveller Nbr.43
Did you get your copy of the latest issue of Sidecar Traveller yet? We have another article published. My words and Andy's photos. A picture Andy took of me and Walter in front of the tipi graces the full page of the back cover....
Low Census
The doctors took the day off so they sent me home. It was warm out; it seemed like a good day to change my tires. The front tire was still good, so I left it alone. The rear bike tire was badly worn and the sidecar tire was bald, so I devoted my attention to replacing...
Spring Excursion
Wrayal and I decided to take a trip up Fir Mountain Road and see if the snow had melted. He loaded his dog, Jenny, into his DMC sidecar and met Walter and me at my house. We headed up Sywers Drive, which was impassable just a couple of weeks ago, and then up Fir...
