So what if we’re still a few months out. Susan and I are planning what will be a pretty different Thanksgiving trip this year. We’re going to Death Valley, centered not only around the national holiday, but also around what’s been a cycling trek of mine almost 8 years in the postponing. My first visit …
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For no reason this morning I opened up a folder on my computer containing the thousands upon thousand of images from our African honeymoon that began four years ago next month. This is the first photo I clicked on of a solitary black rhino backdropped by the jawdropping vastness and grandeur of a mist-shrouded Ngorongoro …
Well, I’m back home in L.A. and that rhymes with yay! I’m still getting re-settled while avoiding a laundry list of things to do — one of which is laundry. So in the meantime, allow me to share with you this outrageous flyer found upon a return visit to Dealey Plaza on my last day …
There was a moment there in the Santa Ana train station yesterday afternoon coming back along the return-half of my car-free roundtrip to/from Newport Beach when I thought I’d just committed an epic fail to rival the one Thursday, albeit this one aided by inattentive conductors. The 23-mile bike ride up from Newport couldn’t have …
Let’s just go to the Twitter feed, shall we? Chronological from earliest to latest: Car-free to Newport beach; made the 2:25 metrolink to santa w/ minutes to spare. (about 16 hours ago) Er that’s Santa ana, not Santa … Happy holidaze (about 16 hours ago) First stop: cal state los angeles! a’board! (about 16 hours …
I have a two-day conference I’ll be attending for work in Newport Beach at the end of next week. You had to know I’d look at getting there and back car-free, and you had to figure I’d find a way to do so: Bike to Union Station Take Metrolink’s Orange County Line to Santa Ana …
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There’s a quiz at the end so pay attention as I share what I’ve learned if you ever find yourself cut open by biking into the back of a double-parked minivan and then have to forego a trip to the emergency room for stitches because instead you, your embarrassment, and your bleeding chin have no …