Tired as I was I still had that Christmas morning feeling of excitement that had me wanting to get out of bed. I’d been up since 01:11 and committed myself to staying in bed until 3. Something about 3 vs…. Read More ›
Travelogues
No dry nights in fest season
Right about now the shit would be hitting the fan in my mom’s small village in southern Germany. The Winzerfest wine festival, which only happens once every two years, was in full swing. And by the looks of it the… Read More ›
After Forever
Here so early the espresso stands aren’t even open yet. Towns with names like Ravensdale, Enumclaw, Greenwater. Got to the ranger station two hours before they opened to be first in line. You can’t outcrazy me. Cracking the sun roof… Read More ›
Those purple hills
You can smell Tacoma coming from miles away. Rounding the bend on the freeway, how the sky opens up like it did that day driving to the beach after college, to live there the whole summer. The size of the… Read More ›
Grays Harbor blues
I went back to La Push, my favorite coastal backpacking trek. The transition from the beach sounds of the tide to the overland trail, how the sound of the tide vanishes and is replaced by the quiet of the forest…. Read More ›
Going remote
All week with the deviled eggs. Dawn made too many for Easter brunch and now I eat about 11 a day (halves, not wholes). The morning moon thin as a sickle. I wonder if I’ll be able to see it… Read More ›
(Hidden bonus track)
Got super wired by many machine-generated coffees leaving Frankfurt. Worried I’d get waylaid with a delayed flight and have to sit there stewing in my caffeine high. Tipped the Afghan taxi driver lots; his life was hell and I believed… Read More ›
One of many endings
BESIGHEIM, 5th—II—2025 Wrapped tightly in my sheets and blankets like being inside a sarcophagus trying to get warm. The tingly feeling something’s about to happen: that’s travel. So foreign yet familiar, my second home. Looking down from the saddle on… Read More ›
Morgenstund hat Gold im Mund
3 Feb 25 It was a strange winter holiday. Who vacations in January to some place cold? The Germans in mom’s village were all speculating why I was here and was mom’s health okay? They would go to Mallorca. But… Read More ›
Last Sunday in Germany
2 Feb 25 Now the train moved in reverse as it left the station. I always enjoyed bookending my arrival in Germany with a mirror image at the end. From the time I first saw mom waiting for me at… Read More ›
Bill Pearse 