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Death took a walk with me. A haunted shore. Shell shards. Upended trees.

I teetered on the earth’s rim. Held my love’s hand. Bit windblown hair and embraced thundering water.

Life and Death merged on a strip of sand.Continue Reading

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My friend Steve Burns is insane. Really, truly cray-cray. But, because he’s lost it over bicycles, I’m willing to tolerate him. His work for World Bicycle Relief beats the crap out of my Natchez Trace Walk. Read his words below, and take action if that’s your pleasure.

Bikes for the People!Continue Reading

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In 2010, I was lucky to lead a team of 12 people to England for a Rotary Friendship Exchange. We spent two weeks in the Midlands, first in Peterborough, then in Northampton, and finally in Loughborough/Leicester.

For five nights, Alan and Margaret Bothamley hosted me, my travel partner Alison Dailey and Sam and Stella Hazel. Four strangers in their warm and welcoming home, where we devoured their food, emptied bottles of gin and partied every night, plastering everything with our colloquial American patois.
Their first question? “Are you and Alison a couple?”Continue Reading