In the first Part of this four-part series, you met Allan Karl and Neale Bayly.
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In this four-part podcast series, I'll introduce you to a couple of my friends who've traveled the world on motorcycles.
Coming home from my recent swing through the Deep South I found myself northeast of Columbus, Georgia on a byway. I came upon a brown highway sign—always a welcome sight to my eyes—that said "FDR's Little White House 15 miles." The arrow pointed left.
When the organizers of TEDx Charlotte gave me and my friend Neale Bayly the opportunity to talk about the role that chance encounters have played in our lives we jumped right in.
What ensued was a moving story of what it’s like to foster a baby squirrel whose mother was killed by the family dog.
Why are we obsessed with being entertained? G.K. Chesterton said, "There are no dreary sights; there are only dreary sight seers.” I wonder if he had Kansas critics in mind.
Before the end of the first week on my first cross-country camping trip, my bike tipped over twice. It took me 6000 miles and two windshields to learn how to pack.
I couldn’t get enough of the retired zookeeper's stories about spitting snakes and reluctant-to-mate primates; one of my childhood fantasies was zookeeping!
Imagine being in a forest of sewing needles soaring thousands of feet above your head. You'd feel like a “Who” in Dr. Seuss’s classic book "Horton Hears A Who," wouldn't you?
Who needs a rainfly if you spray waterproofing stuff on your tent? As Pippin said in The Hobbit, “Short cuts make long delays.”