Maybe Tomorrow
So, remember that prediction about becoming very grumpy? We did manage another short hop three days ago, but since then, every day has been staring up at the sky thinking […]
So, remember that prediction about becoming very grumpy? We did manage another short hop three days ago, but since then, every day has been staring up at the sky thinking […]
Last time I was out in Florida to get my P-51 checkout, we got in almost two days of flying before the weather shut us down. I had my procedures […]
It’s been close to three months since my last Roadtrip post, and that one wasn’t even about me. This should not be surprising: it’s been a full four months since […]
It was late November in 1987, in a cramped studio apartment lost in the urban sprawl west of Tokyo, that I realized Socrates was wrong. Hunger, Cicero had quoted him […]
I love telling the story about how – how many years ago was it? – Beth and I were sitting there on the floor of a friend’s house and I […]
I want to tell you two stories about yesterday. There’s the story about the lousy bus connections and dodgy weather. About the hostel with mediocre, overpriced food. The steep, muddy […]
And just like that, we’re done. I woke this morning at 3:00 a.m. to the sound of flat water moving past the hull, and a blissful lack of pings from […]
For the past month, we’ve been living in an enormous machine, transported and sustained by massive, magical contraptions that hum and whir in the mysterious caverns beneath our feet. These […]
At Pole, Megan used to say, “always” meant two seasons. Something happens two years in a row and it will etch itself into the institutional memory as having always been […]
The half-moon watches, standing low on edge in the midnight sky as the swell takes us. Our bow rises in slow motion, geometry pitching the bridge backward as she comes […]