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?

Monday, July 15, 2019

VENTURING OUT TO BLOODY ROCK

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A tale of either or My transgression this day would be nothing compared to those visited upon this place a century and a half ag...

Tuesday, July 9, 2019

MY HYAMPOM MOMENT

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every road leads somewhere and every somewhere has a story I’d never been to Hyampom before, never driven the busted, winding pav...

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Friday, July 5, 2019

ONE MORE TIME ON NORTHERN CALIFORNIA’S HIGHWAY 1

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“The only constants are change and beauty” It is quite impossible to assume one can ride California’s spectacular coastal highway 1 to...

Wednesday, June 26, 2019

DRIVING THROUGH A LOST PARADISE

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No ‘Shot of the Day’ Today In general, I’m not a lookie-loo. I may drop in on a realtor’s open house or sneak by a dealership to chec...

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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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