Originally predicted for a 12-hour stretch, that fricking wind blew all through Thursday and Friday. We were running out of time in Pahrump, so Melissa
A man, a cat, a motorcycle, and a van.
Originally predicted for a 12-hour stretch, that fricking wind blew all through Thursday and Friday. We were running out of time in Pahrump, so Melissa
These were Melissa’s exact words in the middle of the night when we woke up to the noise of 30 mph winds and the van
Last weekend I took a motorcycle ride through Death Valley. I’d been here before, but this visit was rather unique. Thanks to the massive rainfall
They tell you not to approach wildlife and for good reason, but what do you do when wildlife approaches you? In addition to the pack
Every nomad dreads getting “The Knock,” whether from law enforcement, private security, or whoever. In almost three years on the road, I’ve been fortunate enough
After packing up and a little bit of work, Melissa and I left Craggy Wash and headed north. We soon hit I-40, headed west into