I’ve come across the Thursday 13 in a few journals now, and thought that I'd try it out. When Don and I go traveling, I can’t see myself blogging every last day trip every night–I’ll need to conserve my energy for logging my snarfs, writing for a book/e-zine and magazines, and just actually relaxing. So [...]

Okay, I’ll admit that I was a bit skeptical. I’ve done a fair bit of long distance driving, and you see lots of motorcycles out on the road, so my thought was “what’s the big deal?” Now I understand. Riding a motorcycle sounds far more challenging than driving a car on the same patch of [...]

I have so enjoyed this book. What an adventurous and yet introspective person Linda is and her ability to describe in such detail the countryside and the towns through which she passes enhances the book to great effect. All the time I was reading I mourned the absence of my wonderful detailed book of maps [...]

This was a great travel diary to read. I actually even dreamt it was me doing that huge ride…and I woke up with a numb bum lol. Linda you have done a terrific job with this book and I hope you are very proud of it. Very much an inspiration. Thank you.

I thoroughly enjoyed this book! While the tidbits about BookCrossing undoubtedly amused me more than they would someone who’d never heard of the site, most of the story focused on aspects of life that anyone could appreciate: the mingled fear and exhilaration of trying new things, seeing new places, and pushing yourself farther than you [...]

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And, lest you still don’t grok: My dream has come true. The world is my oyster. I am being paid to do the things I love.

Nothing about this post is according to plan. It’s late, for a start. And I had planned to write about my writing history. Something different cropped up, and here I am. There’s a lesson in there somewhere, I guess. Maybe. This afternoon we were about to make our usual pilgrimage to the storage shed. Due [...]