Into Fear: Reminisces of a Journey

I’m not very old, far from it, in fact. Yet, like everybody else, my whole lifetime is all I know… So, I’m 22 years old, and I’m sitting in a lawn chair sandwiched between two bikes -1,600 c.c between them- in the Santa Monica mountains. I’d ridden here, ridden here from Vancouver, British Columbia, a […]

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On California

“The sun in California is like white wine and pine sap. It may be a temperate sun, but it has an ardent nature. If lifted my heart with a heady buoyancy and spiced the air with a resinous tan. It shone down on me loyally up the coast road from Los Angeles, beating at me […]

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