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 19, 2017

Moonlight Serenade

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Thanks for everything, Mom A lone G.I. stands in the middle of an empty dance floor. A dim light coming from behind the bandstand s...

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Friday, October 13, 2017

AUTUMN ON 89 – EDWARD’S (THE LAB-MIX) PERSPECTIVE

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Lots of times , when my people say, “We’ll be right back,” they don’t come right back. It makes me sad. But ...

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Thursday, October 12, 2017

AUTUMN ON 89 – PART 3

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Into the Rain Shadow Here is the precept this series of three posts will set out to prove: California’s state route 89 is among th...

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Tuesday, October 10, 2017

AUTUMN ON 89 – PART 2

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Ishi Country to Hope Valley Here is the precept this series of three posts will set out to prove: California’s ...

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Sunday, October 8, 2017

AUTUMN ON 89 – PART 1

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Lumber Town to Lassen Here is the precept this series of three posts will set out to prove: California’s state route 89 is among t...

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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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