The Church of the Open Road Press

Narratives about motorcycling on Northern California's back roads; Reflections on the history and geography of the North State; Memoirs and early recollections of youthful visits to towns and forests and mountaintops. Also middle-of-the-road takes on current issues in politics and education. Middle of the road? Isn't that dangerous?

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Meanwhile, out in cattle country...

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WRANGLERS – worn threadbare at the butt pocket and frayed about the back of the cuffs. Justins – mud or crap caked in the welt where the so...

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Let’s Teach Congress to Wave, Friendly-like

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I AM STRUGGLING to get past that good-time feel of being out on the motorcycle, cruising through spectacular scenery and being regularly gre...

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Friday, March 19, 2010

You meet the nicest people on a ...

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Back in the 60s, a fledgling Japanese motorcycle manufacturer concocted the slogan: “You meet the nicest people on a Honda.” The concept st...

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

An Open Letter to Congressman Tom McClintock

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I want to compliment you. First of all, sir, know that you and I are probably as opposed politically as any two folks can be: gay marriage,...

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

A TREATISE ON TRYING TO WRITE WITH A DOG IN THE HOUSE

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THERE IS A NATIVE AMERICAN MYTH telling the people that when the world was created, a great fissure began to split the earth. Humans were ca...

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Excerpt from THE CURIOUS DEMISE OF PUG LEBREAUX.

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[In this scene, protagonist screenwriter Steven Meyer and wife Jane have hiked to the top of Cisco Butte to check out a possible location to...

Friday, March 5, 2010

Southbound Hwy 49 to Westbound I 80

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TWISTING THE THROTTLE, I lean heartily right, nearly dragging the valve covers of the big boxer engine, and race into the curve. I feel the...

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

More Evidence of Spring's Approach

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LIKE GHOSTLY FINGERS from a life gone, now, one long year, green shoots rise from the soil. Growing daily. Reaching heavenward. Remnants ...

Friday, February 26, 2010

Read any good stories lately?

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The best books are the ones that end up haunting me; the stories that visit me in the night, or in one of those vacant day-time moments; fic...

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Monday, February 22, 2010

Table Mountain Breakdown

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[February, 2006] A FAVORITE STRETCH OF ROAD leads to Cherokee, off state route 70, where we’d explored as kids, always stopping at the mom ...

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Bumpa: Maps. Some of the best stories one encounters one encounters by reading a map. A map is the framework - the outline - upon which both history and fantasy are crafted. Just as two people can witness an event and come up with entirely different recollections - each completely true, verifiable and accurate - two people can travel the same mapped route and come up with entirely different stories. But without the map, perhaps they'd have no story to tell. Some of the best anthologies in my library are stuffed in my map case.

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