The aged man jogged slowly up a hill. He breathed laboriously as he circled a cul-de-sac, part of his usual … More
Tag: Gravel Riding
The New World Order
The first time I made the turn from Hereford on to Boylston in the Boston marathon I nearly fell over … More
2020 – A Pain in the Butt
First the world caught on fire, then COVID-19 showed up, which led to the stock market crashing and burning. About … More
What’s Happenin’?
“Got him”! The exclamation came from my buddy Joe as his fishing rod bent into a parabola. Clearly a large … More
Livin’ on the Edge . . Er . . Middle
As a teenager, I remember spending hours immersed in the words of Ernest Hemingway, Robert Ruark, and Jack O’Connor. These … More
What Are They Doing?
It was January 19th. Instead of sitting at home preparing for an onslaught from Winter Storm Harper, I was driving … More
Waiting on a New Idea
Splish splash breathe. Splish splash breathe. The black line in the bottom of the pool passed relentlessly beneath me … More
