Note: No post for a few days as we were in Yellowstone, without internet access.
Simon here. We escaped the fire and smog of Yosemite a day earlier, giving up 1 days cost of accommodation. 788 more words
I often think about writing a book with the above title, but as my whole life is a testament to the pitfalls of inventing titles before books and suffering similar fates to those who put carts before horses, maybe it’ll just be immortalized here. 671 more words
I can’t cite it anymore because it’s disappeared from the interwebs, but that phrase is one I stole from Bryarly Bishop, who used it to write about the things she wanted that were physically impossible (such as to be able to fall very slowly through the air for about a week, I think was one?). 371 more words
I started the morning grabbing a McDonalds takeaway and hurrying down to the Harley Davidson (HD) dealer to get an oil change. I try and change the oil about every 3-5,000 miles. 313 more words