The past several days are one giant blur. That’s partly because so much happened in such a short time, and because cars racing up Mount
Category: Captain’s Log
Here I Go Again On My Own
Goin’ down the only road I’ve ever knownLike a drifter I was born to walk aloneAn’ I’ve made up my mind, I ain’t wasting no
Driveway Surfing
It’s like couch surfing, except all I occupy is a piece of driveway instead of the living room couch. It’s much less invasive. It was
Decision Paralysis
The rally was two solid days of go, go, go. It was fun, but it was time to slow down a bit. I slept in
New England Forest Rally — Day 2
It was another early morning start — this time not for meetings, but to make the 90-minute drive north to Morton Cutoff, stages 9 and
New England Forest Rally — Day 1
Since 2004 (on and off), I’ve volunteered to work as a radio operator for the New England Forest Rally. I’m a fan and dabbler in
Smokey Da Van 