What’s not to love about that face? Photo from Heartland Farm’s website Like in The Grinch, my heart swells three sizes each day right now. I am truly in heart land. “How will I get there from the Greyhound bus stop?” I ask. “I’ll pick you up,” they say, from the horse sanctuary to the…
“Do you feel safe?”
As I’m getting closer to departure for Round America with a Duck, here’s another question I’m getting pretty regularly (the answer to which I just added to the FAQ page): Do you feel safe? What a complicated question. I thought about this yesterday as I got a mammogram. My mom has already survived two different…
Slice of life
Compression packing cubes, dry shampoo, and waterproof shoe covers Surprising discoveries comparing Greyhound, Megabus, and Flixbus My Appalachian Trail neighbor’s backpack, loaned to me right there on a driveway in suburbia Business cards printed on hemp (and the hope to stay at a hemp farm), and ducky stickers for kids (of all ages) along the…
Cross-training
Every day I ride my bike, of course, and I’ve been gardening for years now, or more accurately lately machete-swinging my way through the property I steward so it doesn’t eat my husband alive while I’m away (and yep, after fifteen years, I let the worms go; there’s a whole story about the night they…
My mom
So I took a walk with my almost-87-year-old mom yesterday on the Big Creek Greenway in Alpharetta, Georgia. This floodplain multi-use path is in a Metro Atlanta city not far from where I live, where she relocated from New York’s Long Island (where I grew up) after the terrorist attacks of 9/11 more than 21…
“Wanna orange?”
And so I carry oranges with me. I brought them this past week during my Greyhound pilot test with my folding bike to Macon, Georgia. I gave them out to: I had made friends, or at least friends enough to wish each other a blessed day. To watch each other’s luggage while we used the…
Booked
So I booked it out of Atlanta yesterday for the pilot test of Greyhound with my folding bike. It was so successful, even in the almost-nonstop pouring rain (which, frankly, the ducks loved), that I just booked the first leg of my cross-country experiential research trip for my new book, leaving Atlanta on March 20th….
Driving Miss Daisy and Hare Krishna
So Disco and I showed up on bike yesterday at the Hare Krishna Temple on Ponce de Leon Avenue (just called Ponce locally) in Driving Miss Daisy’s Druid Hills section of Atlanta. Whoa. That’s a mouthful. It was yet another pilot test (Virgo that I am — and possibly neurodivergent, I’m increasingly realizing at 59…
Bike’s painted
I was waiting to paint the folding bike I’m taking on buses and trains Round America with a Duck (see the route here) until it was out of warranty. It’s not yet, but I did it anyway lol. Couldn’t wait any longer. The desire to paint burns in my belly (which, if you know me…
Do I bring the hammock?
I’m carrying a small and tightly-curated amount of stuff on my journey Round America with a Duck, and now is the time I’m evaluating each and every thing. (I’ve already pilot-tested a backpack full on a two week stay in a tiny house while WWOOFing on a farm a few months ago.) In the scheme…
Round America with a Duck 