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?

Wednesday, July 21, 2021

LAST FRIDAY’S CLOSE CALL

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Treatise on the potential hazards wrought by wearing riding gear to the lumber yard while driving a Subaru… I was not on the Yamaha. ...

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Monday, June 21, 2021

MY LITTLE DOG TOO

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… a true-to-life rescue story… On a recent Sunday , we were the humans of a second dog for about 45 minutes. Because he was a stray who, ...

Wednesday, April 21, 2021

ASHES TO ASHES

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…another visit to Simpson Camp… A lucky person finds his or her special Eden. In my case, it is a place where the only sounds are of s...

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Wednesday, January 13, 2021

COMFORT COOKING

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A brief Church of the Open Road remembrance… Last night , I was preparing spaghetti carbonara and thinking of my late pal Bob. Bob like...

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Saturday, December 26, 2020

2020: THE CHURCH OF THE OPEN ROAD’S YEAR IN REVIEW

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…as random and crazy as the year departing was, expect little or no order herewith… We’ll start with Edward’s annual first-week-in-J...

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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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