As I type these words I sit perched upon my duffel-bag at Denver International Airport [DEN] waiting for a 6:15am flight to Buffalo, NY where I’ll then take the Greyhound bus across the border to Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Since I …
Liz doesn’t ride a bike though there are three of them next to the rose bush ready for couchsurfing travellers to explore the great city of Toronto. Liz isn’t the thin, calorie-counting, lycra-clad specimen of competitive athleticism that embodies roadies …
Apart from South Park and liberal marijuana laws, one of the things Colorado is most famous for is the skiing. Being a very occasional snow-boarder, I was rather hoping there’d be a chance to get out and play in the …
Saturday morning I woke, bathed, ate and was on the road by about 9am. I was in no hurry, as the drive from Raton, NM to Salida, CO would take only three hours and my good friend Reilly was working …
Friday morning I emptied my little trailer and packed my gear in a friend’s car for the drive to Salida, Colorado. [I’m driving it to CO for him so he’ll have it here when he arrives] Here I’ll stay ’till …