Manna from Heaven

Just 40 miles into the day, heavy rain forced me to stop turning over the pedals—welcome to Hanksville, Utah. I stayed dry in my tent and read some Doug Adams to pass the time but by nightfall, an electric light show joined the rainfall and robbed me of any sound sleep. Is this the lightning […]

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Wolfcreek Pass

I was a broken man by the time I crested Wolfcreek Pass Colorado, 10,857ft. Nine days and just about 1000 miles into my journey east. Both Achilles’s tendons were swollen as wide as my ankles while the attendant pain narrowed to a point and stabbed each pedal stroke with a seared flesh kind of misery. It […]

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Chipper Shredder

The little chipmunk sat upon a rock and watched the man eat a handful of almonds. She loved nuts of all kinds and had luck in the past gnawing through the thin nylon of an unattended rucksack to get at some of these treats. Most that camp here these days are hardened outdoors people who leave no […]

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Eighteen Days in October

Bleary-eyed and sore, day three saw me to Cedar City, Utah, 415 miles from where I began. The day before I sped down NV-375, the so-called Extraterrestrial Highway, with more vigor than I had originally planned. Little gray men with their invasive probes must have weighed on my psyche because I pushed the pedals with […]

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Poaching the Splitter

“What the heck are you doing?” “Drilling a hole to place a bolt.” “Why?” “I’m gonna climb this thing this weekend and need a way down.” “You’re gonna lower yourself off this ‘bolt’? With a rope?” “That’s the idea. Don’t worry, I’ll take it out on Monday and you’ll never know I was here.” “Huh. […]

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It’s the Salad Silly

As an Environmental Health Specialist, part of my job is to investigate foodborne illness complaints. Nine times out of ten the complaint’s go unresolved, cause unknown, as the complainer only assumes the last thing they ate is the thing that made them sick. This is rarely the case. Some bugs, in fact, take several days […]

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No Parking Seagull

“Hangout for a sec,” said Scott. “I’ve got to grab some snacks.” “Wait, I’ll come too.” “No, no, you stay. I parked funnily. Move it if you have to.” “Funnily? Is funnily even a word?” I smiled. “Whatever, just watch the truck, keys are in it.” “Fine. Get me a couple snickers then–and an iced […]

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Chaperone

Funny little bottle of dog and cat repellant I found during an inspection…you think they could have used a more fearsome breed in the illustration than what appears to be a West Highland White Terrier. Take that you Westies, take that! 

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An Open Letter To La-Z-Boy

To whom it may concern: I am writing to implore you to reconsider the comfort level of your current line of recliners and sofas. It is my sincere belief that it’s the abuse of this very comfort that is playing a major role in America’s health problems. As I’m sure you realize through your marketing […]

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