by Vernon Wade | Mar 18, 2019
I spent the weekend visiting with friends while I did a couple of upgrades to the Triumph. Saturday, Russ brought over a fifth of Wanderback whiskey. We sipped the single malt while testing my charging system and swapping out the stock rectifier for a new Hot...
by Vernon Wade | Mar 17, 2019
In the darkness a rooster calls for the sun. His brothers repeat his insistent crowing, like echoes up and down the canyon. They will drag the day from beneath the eastern ridge by sheer force of will. Deep in the shadows, a lone frog applauds their efforts. The...
by Vernon Wade | Mar 16, 2019
Shambling along, we stumble through our daily routine with the dead eyes of Daylight Savings Time
by Vernon Wade | Mar 9, 2019
A photo essay about our snow camp until we get around to writing a ride report. ...
by Vernon Wade | Mar 6, 2019
A single bark rings out, exploding like a gunshot, echoing off the laundry room walls. Walter wants out. Now. A short while later he will demand to come back in with a similar bark. The stars look like paint splattered across a deep blue drop cloth. They provide just...
