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Here's my itinerary for winter 2018-19. Old Blue won't be with me this winter, but here's to some adventures on foot, or on b...

Fred's garage. As you may have already gathered, Old Blue is up and running again! I want to say thank you again to everyone who ...

Hello. Radio silence has almost become the new norm here, but I haven't come to a rest. I have new travel stories, on Vespas even. He...

My prized tool roll from CORSette 2014. Thanks, Nikki! Who doesn't like a peek into someone else's tool roll? After many mi...

She's alive! I know this is jumping around a bit in the overall narrative, but I wanted to get my summer riding schedule posted f...

Bling on my sling, thanks to Gwynne and Fred. "I wear black on the outside, 'cause black is how I feel on the inside" pat...

The Top of the World Highway had given me some confidence taking my Vespa on rougher terrain, but from Fairbanks I wanted to ride at leas...

From the Midnight Dome Viewpoint, if you looked on the other side of the Yukon River you could see a pale line etched into the green hill...

Dawson City is a destination in its own right, though the usual attractions – Klondike gold rush history, gold panning, cabaret, and othe...

Nothing in Whitehorse is more than 10 minutes away, because if you've gone any farther you're pretty much in the wild. The town w...

I had a few campgrounds (recreation sites, as they're called) along the Stewart-Cassiar in mind for the next stretch. I knew I would ...

Whether you missed them last year or simply want to grab another round, I've opened up my holiday card sales again. Cards are ba...

Want to give a gift that won't weigh them down? The holiday season is upon us, so what better time to do a gift-giving guide? Thi...

Putting on all my layers in the morning felt like dressing for battle. Today, I would touch Alaskan soil, albeit in the tiny tourist town...

This was it. My last stop for urbanity before I went into the British Columbian wild. I always dubbed this trip as an Alaskan adventure, ...

In case you haven't picked up by now, I love taking ferries with my bike. I go out of my way for ferry rides, and found a route to Va...

It's a straightforward ride along I-5 from Portland to Seattle, but I'd find a way to dress it up. I hustled out the door early t...

Time had come to part ways again. Pete had pushed his dog-sitters to the limit, and he would have to slab it all the way back to San Fran...

It's been a while, but if you're wondering what happened to those missing dates between the last entry and this, I flew to Bosto...

Often the best stories are forged in adversity, and by that measure this is not really a great story. It is, however, a story about good ...