Monthly Archives: September 2011

I left Colorado one month ago with $200 stashed in my glove box.  I arrive in Fairbanks, 30 days and five thousand miles later, with about $100 in my glove box and with new friends in Jackson Hole; Missoula; Whitefish; … Continue reading →

Carlos and I spend a day in Whitehorse meeting people and writing.  A month earlier, he met two French travelers when he was bicycling across Ontario.  At the library, he finds an email from them saying they will be in … Continue reading →

Continuing up the Alaska Highway, I pass through Fort Nelson.  Just as I reach Muncho Lake, not far from Liard River Hot Springs, I see this guy on the side of the road. His name is Carlos.  He’s 35, originally … Continue reading →

Cruising into Dawson Creek, a passing semi kicks a golf-ball sized rock into my windshield.  The spider web cracks catch the glint of the falling sun, and now I am perpetually faced with half a dozen sunsets. I never fully … Continue reading →

After a long drive through empty fields and pristine landscape where I am alone with my thoughts, I approach the outskirts of Edmonton.  Thirty minutes before reaching the city, the advertisements begin.  I feel as if I am driving through … Continue reading →