We’re fortunate to live here in a place called Big Valley in the northeast corner of California on the Lassen/Modoc County line that has so far managed to avoid overpopulation and overdevelopment and the resultant hyper lifestyle that gives sad valid relevance to the contemporary epithet Californicated.
Posts published by “Denis Rouse”
This one’s going to be a real head ride. It’s a ride in my head going on right now. No need for a boring tire pressure check or filling up at the local fossil fuel…
It’s May 1, Sunday, May Day I think it’s called, the next Sunday if it comes in these tendentious times is May 8 Mother’s Day, but since my mother has long since gone to her…
There are many real estate nightmares in the naked city. This is only one of them. — Ralph Weinstein * * * Malibu, California — Call her Joni. She’s 75. She’s my father’s widow, his…
Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. Another city, another time. You’re here in this once authentic Mexican fishing village ruined by gringo tourism and the human carrion birds who run the real estate industry because your brother bought…
Quick, you old experienced touring rider out there, arise and identify the largest physical feature of the American west? The Rocky Mountains you say? Sorry, Larry. Take your seat. Think of the Great Basin and…
Good idea, a Fourth of July ride. Otherwise I would be home in desultory conversation with family and friends, probably drinking too much, and certainly catching a fireworks show celebrating what we Americans hold most…
It's Saturday morning Labor Day Weekend and I wake up early thinking about where to ride. Hmmmm. Crater Lake? That blue caldera, impossibly blue, and that beautiful 35-mile ride high around its rim? Last night…