Installing Wrayal’s Sidecar
This article first appeared in Sidecar Traveller Nr.46 October 2019 I recently spent a couple days helping a friend swap his sidecar from a BMW G650 GS to a F800 GS. The 650 was his first sidecar rig; he’d gotten a smoking deal on it and it had served its purpose...
Walter’s Game Cart
I bought an inexpensive game cart from Sportsman's Guide and modified it so my dog can haul it. https://vimeo.com/user371939/download/463445444/a50d0446dd https://vimeo.com/user371939/download/463445444/a50d0446dd...
First Fall Foray
Summer 2020 in Oregon featured plague, drought, and catastrophic forest fires, but it had been raining hard the first few days of fall. Mike and I went up in the woods Friday to see if we could find any mushrooms. Walter Dawg and I arrived before Mike. Once parked, I...
Birthday Furlough Camp
My corporate overlords asked for volunteers for a one-week furlough as part of their pandemic austerity measures. I was not sure I was in a better place financially to take the hit than they were, but I was certain I could put the time off to good use, so I...
Out in the Midday Sun
The Gifford Pinchot National Forest is a magical place. Elk, deer, bears, and cougars wander through the tall trees and berry fields. Caves and outcroppings of weirdly contorted lava dot the landscape. During...
Good Morning
4/8/26 5:30 41F (5C) Clear sky with no wind. The moon is waning gibbous, low and due south, above the head of the canyon. The frogs have surrendered the stage to a chorus of birds who are enthusiastically serenading the dawn. Walter Dawg keeps watch as...
Good Morning
4/7/26 6:30 54F (12C) Mostly clear blue with pink shading a few wisps of clouds. A light breeze is rising, then losing its ambition, fades away. The moon is three-quarters and waning . It peeks through the pines as it sets. The oaks are budding. The...
Good Morning
4/6/26 5:45 45F (7.2C) Warm and calm. The moon wanes gibbous, low in the south and at the end of its transit above the canyon. Spring is near bursting this morning, tumescent with biological imperative. The predawn dark is filled with trills and...
Good Morning
4/5/26 5:20 42F (5.5C) Clear and calm and filled with birdsong. The owls are calling to each other. Frogs are croaking. The waning moon still looks full as it slides towards the west ridge. I think Scott has gone home. The lodge flickers with the light...
Good Morning
4/4/26 5:15 40F (4.4C) The birds are singing, the sky is clear. Only a few stars shine bright enough to prevail over the moonglow. I looked out the window and saw the moon waning gibbous drop behind the ridge. Scott spent the night in the tipi after...
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