Sidecar Traveller Nbr.43

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....

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Low Census

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...

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Spring Excursion

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...

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Saint Patrick’s Day

Saint Patrick’s Day

  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...

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Snow Camp!

Snow Camp!

A photo essay about our snow camp until we get around to writing a ride report.                                                      ...

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Harbinger

  Swarms of beetles emerge from the receding snow banks on the first truly warm day. Sunbathing on the south wall, a mass of black bugs lined with red, their excrement stains the window trim. Some find their way inside the house where they crawl into my teacup or...

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The Rooster

The Rooster

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...

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Shorted

Shorted

Shambling along, we stumble through our daily routine with the dead eyes of Daylight Savings Time

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Bark!

Bark!

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...

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Fog

Fog

The fog moved through the trees and we moved through the fog. It was as impenetrable as a wall, as ephemeral as a ghost( a thought half formed? a memory not quite recalled?). We were boxed in; at times we could only see one hundred feet, sometimes we could see one...

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BBQ Sauce

BBQ Sauce

I made this sauce for the rabbits at the last Bunny BBQ. I  cut up and brined the rabbits for 9 hours, then rinsed and boiled them for 10 minutes. They were painted with BBQ sauce and frozen until the day before the party.  I thawed them Friday, and put the meat in...

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Moussaka

Moussaka

The Food Stamp Gourmet by Wm. Brown has been out of print for years, but you can still find it on-line at a reasonable price. I have had my copy since the seventies; it contains some of my favorite recipes. Every so often, I pull it out and choose one of them....

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Moussaka Hand Pie

Moussaka Hand Pie

I made moussaka for dinner last night and had some left-over filling. Today I got out the pie-irons and made moussaka hand pies for lunch.   Forcing the Greek pita bread into the buttered pie irons, I spooned some tomato paste over the pita, I filled it with the...

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Grandma Wade’s Mince Meat

Grandma Wade’s Mince Meat

Grandma Wade used to make mince meat pies for the holidays. She shared the recipe with Mom,and this delightfully sweet pie has been a treasured memory of mine for decades. The recipe is pretty labor intensive and contains your entire annual dietary allowance of fat in...

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Chili and Corn-sticks

Chili and Corn-sticks

Chili and Corn-sticks I had Friday off. I intended to make dinner, but that required an amount of preparation I didn't manage to get around to. I spent the day changing the tire on the Triumph, staring off into space and generally procrastinating. Go figure. Amy got...

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