It feels weird, but here we are, traveling once again. I loaded up my bike, said my “see you down the road” to my Quartzsite
Category: Captain’s Log
Complacent in Quartzsite
com·pla·cent adjective: showing smug or uncritical satisfaction with oneself or one’s achievements. It’s yet another windy day. I don’t really want to do much of
Another Day, Another Wind Storm
They say that April showers bring May flowers. I’ve never found this to be true. In New England, April snowstorms bring May mud season. Apparently
Desert Adventures
It’s summer in February here in Quartzsite. Temperatures have topped 80º the past few days. While it still cools off at night, I haven’t needed
Smokey Da Vardo?
“Honestly, baby, it’s not mine!” Austin “Danger” Powers No, I haven’t just bought an extravagantly painted and decorated Romani vardo wagon to tow behind my
Itchy Feet
I’ve been pretty much stationary for three months now, with just one four-hour drive from LA to Quartzsite to break it up. Part of me
Smokey Da Van 