TRIUMPH

I am in Berlin.  I have arrived!As I cruised into Berlin today, memories of my Smithers departure flickered through my mind.  It seems like so long ago that I pushed off from my little Northern town onto Highway 16.   Glacier tip mountains and eagles looked on as I, a...

The White Coffee Pot

The white porcelain coffee pot sat atop the smouldering pile of rubble. The sun glinted off its distinctive vine pattern as the plumes of smoke rose around it. So ludicrously impropable and so vastly insignificant, the scene was seared into a story that would be told...

The Magically Happy Garden

What happens when you get an artist do yard work?Yesterday, I was helping Marion move stones around in her garten. Real Manly work. Its really good to be able to help out in return for the kindness of her hospitality. Of course, there’s nothing like physical...

A German Morning

A very German breakfast with MartinaI write this sitting outside my tent in a wide open field in the middle of the german country side.   I am about 80 kms from Berlin and pretty much there. The full moon shines above. A lightning storm flickers off in the distance....