Since it’s getting on toward fall ’round these parts, we’d better collect the little stories and get them herded...
I’ve mentioned my good fortune to be living in the Colorado mountains, between the Continental Divide and the prairie abutting...
We were out on the deck tonight—after sunset, during that long fade-out of primary light seen in mid-latitudes as...
I was on a motorcycle forum yesterday, one that’s dedicated to a particular make and model of sport bike....
There’s been white stuff piled up along my driveway for months now–but the accumulation of those piles was due...
It feels like everything is changing—or maybe everything is just ripe for changing. My best intentions to get another...
Argh—I’ve got to fire my local auto-repair shop. I had high hopes for them after some reconnoitering visits showed a...
In July, I talked about a classic-car rally, one of few car rallies held in this decidedly strange year....
At the turn of this century, I was working at a dot-com in Seattle where our business model centered...
We used to talk about whether a car—or a motorcycle—was built with “49-state emissions” equipment, or “California emissions” equipment....
I like driving in the American West. I like the vistas, and seeing a hill ahead that you won’t...
Renée, my most significant other, is part of the organizing team for a classic car rally. The organizing team’s...
One thing led to another, and we awoke in Germany. Sharp memories are few for me in the period...
Went shopping—casually—for a replacement for our ’11 X5 last weekend. Maybe upgrade is the better word; the Gray Whale...
When I moved to the Colorado mountains last year, I kind of lucked out: My commute to the office,...
Decades ago, when I was first learning to drive in Western Kansas, unpaved roads were the rule. Out there...
