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?

Friday, May 19, 2017

CALIFORNIA’S SCENIC WINE COUNTRY AND COASTAL ROADS FROM ABOUT 900 FEET

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…An afternoon with Sonoma’s Vintage Aircraft Company… The ’42 Boeing Stearman was 10 years older than myself.    Climbing in...
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Friday, May 12, 2017

TWO WEEKS IN WITH A CHEVROLET BOLT

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You don’t see many of these in the wild… …yet. I never considered a Chevrolet, what with GM’s checkered history on quality.   I n...
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Sunday, May 7, 2017

SEEDS OF LITERACY IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE

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Stumbling across the Carnegie Library in Bayliss, CA Circumstance has dictated that once every two or three weeks, I drive from no...
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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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