This morning I woke up, made coffee, and said goodbye to Buffy. It was time for me to move on, back to the land of
Author: Justin Hughes
I drive stuff, ride stuff, and write stuff.
Second Verse, Same as the First
This really is the middle of nowhere. The sign says it, so it must be true, right? The campground isn’t the only place with people
Not According To Plan
I slept well and woke up to rain. This was not in the forecast at all last night, but here it was. Lister was not
Putting Down Some Miles
It was a lovely, if early, evening at the Old Factory Brewing Company in Cairo, New York. I tried a flight of beers, then had
Goodbye Forever
OK, probably not forever. But today, I left New England with absolutely no plans to come back. In some ways, it’s scary. I’m leaving behind
Testing the Trans Mass Trail
The remains of hurricane Ida dropped several inches of rain on us overnight. Miraculously, it was a sunny (though a little bit chilly) morning. The
Smokey Da Van 