Showing posts with label Year in Review. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Year in Review. Show all posts

Thursday, December 29, 2022

2022: THE CHURCH OF THE OPEN ROAD’S YEAR IN REVIEW

 Pandemic in the rearview mirror?  Maybe.  Maybe not.

 Let’s start with a view of Northern California’s queen…

 


 

…and a Siskiyou County winter scene.

 


 

Here’s a reminder that the (one and only one) good thing about a prolonged drought is that you can ride year round.

 


 

A February trip to the Mendocino/Sonoma Coast…

 


 

…to spot some passing whales.

 


 

A month-of-March fog slips across the Sonoma Coastal prairie.

 


 

Austin Creek redwoods rebound after last year’s fires.

 


 

Late March and still no rain.

 


 

An April visitor.

 


 

A visit to the remote reaches of the Eel…

 


 

…where nameless roads must lead somewhere.

 


 

Photo-shout-out to the people of Ukraine.

 


 

The coast being so near, we visit often.  This here’s Point Arena.

 


 

Project!

 



 

Final visit to a dear friend’s home.

 


 

Curious visitor on the Hood Canal…

 


 

this Hood Canal

 


 

Edward recuperates.  (He’s such a good boy.)

 


 

Grand Moto Guzzi experience!  Piaggio invited twenty riders to try out the Moto Guzzi V85 TT Adventure tourer.  The bike does not disappoint

 


 

Remnant at Bodie.

 


 

Bixby Bridge near Big Sur.

 


 

Toward Humbug Summit… …after.

 


 

The Church of the Open Road publishes a book!  (Twenty bucks!  See your local, independent book retailer.)

 


 

Artsy-fartsy foliage in the ‘hood.

 


 

 

Best read of 2022 (outside of my own book ~ see above):  George Saunders is such an accomplished ~ yet new to me ~ author.  In Lincoln in the Bardo Saunders mixes historic renderings of the awful period after Lincoln’s son’s death, with the musing of those ghosts who live in the cemetery, existing somewhere between here and the afterlife.  Having early in January of ’22 been diagnosed with pretty advanced prostate cancer ~ cancer so often synonymous with ‘Oh crap!  I’m gonna die!’~ I was quite taken by this historo-fantasy. 

 


 

Immediately upon finishing it, I decided to pick it up again just to see how Saunders did what he did in this Mann Booker Prize winner. Once I got into the rhythm of his prose, this became a fabulous read. [News flash! Six months after completing radiation my December PSA test showed the prostate back well within normal range.] 

 

 

Shots of the Year:

 

Historic Blast from the Past: The ’71 Super Beetle ~ so many adventures!

 


 

Best photo from someone else:  The spiraling stairs of the Point Arena Lighthouse.  Thanks, Brother Tim!  (The discerning eye will note me climbing down.)

 


 

Second Runner-up:  Portrait of a puppy as an old dog.  (He’s such a …)

 


 

First Runner-up: Morning cup-o-joe on the Hood Canal

 


 

Shot of the Year: Northwestern Pacific Rails (to trails?)  A few bureaucratic steps closer this year!

 


 

Hoping to travel a little farther and a little wider in 2023, and I hope to see you on the road!

© 2022

Church of the Open Road Press

Tuesday, December 28, 2021

2021: THE CHURCH OF THE OPEN ROAD’S YEAR IN REVIEW

  

In the beginning it was all black and white.

~ Maureen O’Hara

 

 

Click on any picture to expand 'em all.  (Some might be deemed worth the effort.)

Mid-winter ride on the beloved Enrico, the Yamaha, little knowing his days would be numbered.

 


Nothing like an old barn and a good cloudscape…

 


…even a cloudscape close to home, to capture some emotion.

 


Springtime and mustard cover crop in the vineyards of the Napa Valley.

 


This bell seemed a little Hitchcockian…

 


…as did this tilting silo.  I don’t know why.  Perhaps it's because this is near Bodega...

 


 

I read that prior to the advent of color TV, 

most people dreamed in black and white.

~ Damian Loeb

 

Revisited some long-ago haunts…

 


… and some places we’d like to haunt again.

 


Perfunctory derelict tractor image.

 


Perfunctory wildflower image.

 


Perfunctory love note from Dad to Mom circa 1948.

 


Edward visits the trestle…

 


…on one of our many coastal sojourns where we see…

 


…breakers…

 


…beach bums…

 


…light houses…

 


…and smoke-choked sunsets.

 


Enrico’s replacement is an Italian varietal I’ve named Mariolanza, the Moto Guzzi.

 


 

A melancholy trip to Simpson Camp…

 


…scorched by the year-ago’s Mendocino Complex…

 


…leaving little but memories.

 


I wanted to be Amish when I was a kid. 

You just wear black and white - what could be better? 

One less thing to worry about. 

~ Anderson Cooper

 

Autumn leaves…



 

…a tune from Tony Bennett…

 


…a watchful guardian…

 


…a perfunctory old truck picture…

 


…and snow dusts the nearby Mayacamas for Christmas.

 


 

Shots of the year (as judged by me):  Third runner up ~ steel bridge over Butte Creek.

 


Second runner up: Damn! That’s a beautiful bike!

 


First runner up: Reflections in a walking path puddle.

 


Shot of the Year:  Live steam!

 


If everything isn’t black and white, I say, “Why the hell not?”

~ John Wayne

 

© 2021

Church of the Open Road Press