by Vernon Wade | Aug 10, 2019
brittle yellow grass brown dirt showing through desperate for rain
by Vernon Wade | Aug 1, 2019
This piece first appeared August 2018 in Nr.39 of International Sidecar Traveller The sun has already set when I reach Lost Lake Road. I pass through Dee as the light fades away. The old school house looms at the corner, then it is gone. I turn south,...
by Vernon Wade | Jul 31, 2019
I’m stuck in the loop of “I’m a fucking genius!” followed by “This God damned thing!”. I guess using the Scrambler as a year-round daily commuter and camping mule is taking its toll. I got the rear brakes back together (I’m a fucking genius!), but they are...
by Vernon Wade | Jul 25, 2019
(Click here for Chapter 5) With only two days left in camp, the weather started to clear. As the sun crested the tree line Sunday morning, the meadow began to steam and the canvas started to dry. ...
by Vernon Wade | Jul 21, 2019
(Click Here for Chapter 4) I had expected to have most of Friday morning to myself, but my cousin, Giovanna and her husband, Chase turned up right after breakfast. They must have gotten up at the...
