Crippled Camera Photos

During this week’s 90 mile shakedown cruise from Oriental, NC to Lowland and back, my old Canon started loosing its mind. The lens blades stuck. The flash stopped working. That speck in the sky wasn’t a plane. It’s not dirt on your screen. It’s crud deep down near my camera’s mind’s eye.

Seeing the photos reminded me of the soon-to-be-deceased. Right before they die, they go through death throes and say some funky things. Or maybe it’s just jibberish. Either… Continue reading

End of the Wagon Day

A kerosene lantern inside the wagon. The patterned fabric in the background is a blanket that serves as part of my wagon cover. The sticks in the tin can are fat wood, also called lighter wood, I use to start my wood stove. It was gathered on a recent wagon outing.

It’s been a long week here aboard the mule wagon – hence the short post. In the past 8 days, Polly and I have traveled over 90 miles through… Continue reading

Wagon Construction Week 5

The concept was simple. Build a two-wheeled cart. Build a two-wheeled covered wagon. Hitch the wagon to the cart and pull the rig through the Canadian Maritimes. I built the cart. I built the wagon.

So far, so good for 5 weeks of work.

Polly hooked to the cart. Technically, it’s called a forecart. It was designed to pull equine powered implements such as plows, hay rakes or scrapers. I’ve repurposed it to pull my wagon. On the back of… Continue reading

April 12, 2012 Author Program

Don’t make me take my welding mask off. Just kidding. It’d be great to see you.

I’m putting down the welder and harness for a few hours on April 12th to attend an author meet and greet program. A chance for writers, readers and those who do both to rub noses. It’s being hosted by the Caldwell County Public Library in Lenoir, NC. Love to see you if you’re in the neighborhood. We can talk mule travel, wagon construction, publishing… Continue reading

Wagon Construction Week 3

Last week I showed you a few photos of how my new wagon is progressing. The pressure’s on now to get this sucker finished. My goal is to haul it up to the Canadian Maritimes while spring’s still in the air. There, hauled by mule Polly, I want to interview folks about things seafaring and cod.

Here are a few photos Week 3 of wagon construction. Yep, this was the week I hitched mule Polly to the wagon. I’ve been… Continue reading

Second Week of Wagon Building

Big progress on the wagon front these past days. As I’ve mentioning in recent weeks, there’s another mule wagon trip on mule Polly and my horizon. It cheers me to announce that I’m a cotton blanket and tarp away from a roof that’ll keep the whole thing dry.

Where it’s all taking place. Here’s the barn where I’m building my wagon. A chestnut tree throws a wintery shadow over the scrap heap where I’ve gotten quite a bit of building… Continue reading

Dangerous New Year 2012

A mad idea gone terrifically right. In January 2004 I decided to run away on a mule. Eight months later, my mounts found themselves in the shadow of a giant spider. That’s a Dangerous New Year. (Slaughterville, OK)

Dangerous New Year travel mates! Yep, we’re in those hazardous days of a fresh year. You know, when you’re still open to mad ideas. Haven’t quite slipped back into those boring habits you swore you’d ditch in 2011. Still sketching out some mad scheme like the ultimate drop cloth and poly tarp mule wagon expedition. Well hell, at least I hope you are…

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The Start of Dangerous Planning

It happens the first week of every January. You kick off the New Year swearing you’ll go traveling this year. Hike the Appalachian Trail. You doodle up the trailer you’re going to build for your bike. Maybe even cut out some paper, lay it on top of that burnt out camper shell you saw in the classifieds. Dream about rebuilding that sucker and pulling out for Frisco.

I get that. I’m not immune to the dreamer’s tug. A few years… Continue reading

Stone Soup Travel

You know the story. Old man shows up in a village with a rock and pot to his name. Puts some water in that pot, the rock too, and pretty soon both are boiling. A villager walks up, asks the man what he’s cooking and the man replies “stone soup”.

Then the old man says the soup he’s making would be better if it had some carrots. And you know happens next. The visitor goes home, returns with a carrot,… Continue reading

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