It doesn’t seem that the Owens Valley has gotten over having their water taken. Yesterday was Hwy. 395 all the way. Except for a detour in Nevada that took me…

That’s the feeling I get when entering the coastal zone of the United States. At the Lolo Pass, all rivers begin running to the Pacific Ocean. A little luck conspired…

After doing next to nothing yesterday, I feel as if I’ve done a big adventure today. I am sitting in my camp chair facing the lake, of which I do…

  We’re in the Blue Ridge Mountains! Woke up this morning in Maggie Valley, North Carolina, not sticky with sweat! The no-see-um’s biting my ankles, and the occasional, disconcerting bang…