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?

Thursday, October 28, 2010

DAWN’S EARLY LIGHT II – NETHERWORLD IMPRESSIONS OF COUNTY ROAD 31 AND STATE ROUTE 128

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Sometime, between about 55 and 60, the herd begins to thin itself. And it’s the herd I’m in. I THINK OF THIS as I motor across the valle...
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Monday, October 25, 2010

THE PURGING OF THE POCKET NOTEBOOKS

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FOR DECADES, I have carried small spiral-bound notebooks around in my shirt pocket keeping shopping lists, directions, phone numbers, projec...
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Friday, October 22, 2010

THE ROPE SWING

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ONE SUMMER AFTERNOON we built a rope swing with an old Firestone tire we’d dug out of the creek bank. We had to toss a line over a branch a...
Wednesday, October 20, 2010

JUST-PAST-DAWN’S EARLY LIGHT: YOLO COUNTY ROAD 31

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A MID-MORNING NECESSITY in Napa finds me racing westward across the floor of the Sacramento Valley. Seventy-five miles behind me, the sun h...
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Wednesday, October 13, 2010

OCTOBER INCIDENT AT THE LOCAL SUPER MARKET

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I'll get you, my little pretty... ...and your little dog too! - Margaret Hamilton circa 1939 SIX O’CLOCK on a Monday. Middle part of ...
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Monday, October 11, 2010

OROVILLE-QUINCY HIGHWAY: REVISITING FROG ROCK

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[October 2003] IN QUINCY, CALIFORNIA, where the old Western Auto store used to be, the Oroville-Quincy Highway heads out of town following S...
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Saturday, October 9, 2010

BULLYING: THE STUPID AMONG US

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WHILE DIRECTING TRAFFIC in a crowded school parking lot, the principal halts traffic in one direction so that cross traffic may pass. The w...
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Wednesday, October 6, 2010

I’LL WRITE GOOD SOME DAY

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“I can teach a fencepost to read, but I’ll be damned if I can teach your son literature.” Mrs. Lundin – commenting to my mother (over a gl...
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Monday, October 4, 2010

WHERE THE PAVEMENT ENDS: FORESTHILL ROAD - ROBINSON FLAT TO SODA SPRINGS

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FROM A TINY GUARD STATION measuring about 16 by 16 feet, rangers stood watch over the wild and remote Tahoe Forest while assigned to Robinso...
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Thursday, September 30, 2010

BACK TO THE PAST: STATE ROUTE 128 – WINTERS TO NAPA VALLEY

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THE OTHER DAY, I found myself on the road to Napa to visit a hospitalized friend. Interstate 80 makes an efficient route just as Burger Kin...
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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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