Halloween 2020 -Part 1: Pitching Camp
Ever notice how traditions spring from repetition, almost without our noticing? Apparently, my brother and I have a traditional Halloween camp-out. Every year, we go up in the woods, camp, carve Jack O'Lanterns, hunt mushrooms, drink too much, and eat too much....
A Misty Fall Afternoon
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...
Good Morning
7/6/26 6:00 54F (12.2C) A thin gauze of clouds stretches across the pale blue sky. The waning moon keeps a jaybird company at the top of the birch. We set the timer up on our sprinklers yesterday and this morning was the test. After a brief struggle to get the...
Good Morning
7/5/26 6:00 53F (11.6C) Tufts of clouds dot a windless, blue sky. A waning moon hangs above the birch, refusing to surrender to the day. Good morning. ...
Good Morning
7/4/26 7:00 60F (15.5C) Calm air, clear, blue sky. It may be precarious, in this polarized society, when jingoism and patriotism are so easily confused, to express reservation about elevating the flag to a position of worship, but I feel I must. Don't get me...
Good Morning
7/3/26 6:45 57F (13.8C) Blue sky with a few scattered clouds. No wind. Happy Dependence Day. ...
Good Morning
7/2/26 5:30 52F (11C) No wind. The sky is filled with mares tails. In the distance a lone sprayer drones. Now another one, closer this time, joins in an orchard sprayer duet. Birds sing, unbothered by the whine. Walter barks a bit, then lies down. The clouds...
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