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Monday January 2, 2012

A mad idea gone terrifically right. In January 2004 I decided to run away on a mule. Eight months later, my mounts found themselves in the shadow of a giant spider. That’s a Dangerous New Year. (Slaughterville, OK)

Dangerous New Year travel mates! Yep, we’re in those hazardous days of a fresh year. You know, when you’re still open to mad ideas. Haven’t quite slipped back into those boring habits you swore you’d ditch in 2011. Still sketching out some mad scheme like the ultimate drop cloth and poly tarp mule wagon expedition. Well hell, at least I hope you are…

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Tuesday October 11, 2011

A fine fall rig: the field wagon in which Polly and I are going rambling (Asheboro, NC)

Autumn’s here. If you’re the owner of a mule and wagon, that means it’s time to grab that sack of rice and roll across the countryside to take in all that fallness. Quick. Jump on the wagon.

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Sunday June 5, 2011

Tasmania creek crossing. (outside Balfour, Tasmania)

The $10 bike and I are back in North Carolina. Here’s a look back at 6 months of Tasmanian wallaby schnitzel, leaches and false mule alarms…

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Wednesday April 27, 2011

The crew of the whale boat “Capricornia” running off the wind for an unplanned overnight Bruny Island visit (Huon River, Tasmania)

Cast away on a whaleboat. It’s a hell of a way to end a half-year bike journey around Tasmania. But it happened to me last week, hence the delay in posting…

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