Hi there, welcome to the BLOG of my life as a Vagabiker. Beryl calls me a 'Free Spirit' my Grandpa a B.U.M. of no fixed address. Kelly says I'm 'off the wall'. I think that the Toad is closest saying I'm the Cat in the Hat it's fun to have fun—but you have to know how.

These are the stories of my unique, home-and-job-free Natness.

Naturally, quasi-legal events are fictional. Everything else is the unvarnished truth.

Archive for November, 2005

Stages 14-16 … still riding

Thursday, November 3rd, 2005

With that out of our systems and our ears still ringing Evil and I packed up a sub 60 lb BOB and headed south once again. Amazingly daylight savings cut into our riding time. I know there aren’t actually fewer hours in the day, but somehow we never seemed to awake, and start riding any sooner… The ride down Hwy 33 to Ojai (pronounced Oh-Hi for Canadians) was really cool. I was changing my first flat of the ride there, while Evil was seeking out lunch, when I was propositioned by a slightly passed middle aged woman, who invited us back to her house. Tough luck, but we had several more miles to ride. Yeee Haw Malibu. Of course we rode a little in the dark, but we had our lights, which gave us a perceived notion of safety. 3 things caused us to shut it down before our planned destination. (more…)