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The Grand Canyon of the Mind

Guest Post by Willis Eschenbach (Part 5 of an ongoing series … Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4) Ever since I was a kid I wanted to live to be 103 years old, because I’ve always wanted to see what will be going on in 2050. As a result, I had to figure out a way to…

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Get Your Kicks on Route Sixty-Six

Guest Post by Willis Eschenbach (Part 4 of an ongoing series … Part 1, Part 2, Part 3) After it got to 110°F (43°C) yesterday afternoon at Willow Beach, and after a very warm night’s lack of rest in the tent, when we got up early this morning the temperature had fallen all the way back down…

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Las Vegas, AKA Los Voraces

Guest Post by Willis Eschenbach (This is Part 3 of an ongoing digression … see Part 1 and Part 2. We rolled out of Tonopah in the morning, and straight on through Nevada. Mostly what Nevada has are long valleys separated by a single ridge of mountains, and very straight roads. At some point we…

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Darcy Farrow

Guest Post by Willis Eschenbach “Where the Walker runs down to the Carson Valley plains, There lived a maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name. The daughter of old Dundee and a fair one was she, The sweetest flower that bloomed on the range.” Traveling often reminds me how many places I know only through songs.…

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Slip Slidin’ Away

Guest Post by Willis Eschenbach So, my gorgeous ex-fiancee says to me “Did you forget anything”? I sez, “If I did I don’t remember it!”, and we’re on the road again. House-sitters are sitting, and we’re back on the highway for a couple of weeks. We’re heading for the Grand Canyon, by way of Lake Tahoe…

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The Art of Art

Guest Post by Willis Eschenbach With Thanksgiving coming up, I thought I’d write about something other than science. A few weekends ago, I went by kayak across Tomales Bay from Marshall to Lairds Landing, where I lived for nine months or so when I was about twenty-five with a wonderful friend and his lady and…

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Da Train, Boss, Da Train

Guest Post by Willis Eschenbach (Final part of the voyage, see also Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4, and Part 5) The early morning bus dropped me off in Salem, Oregon, where I find out that the Friday train is $60 cheaper than the Thursday train. Friday fits my schedule better, so I decide to spend the day…