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Maine is America’s Dark, Mysterious Extremity

Maine is America’s Dark, Mysterious Extremity

“We-ah goin’ up tah MAINE, buckah! Hey-yup!” I’d never been to Maine. I was in for a treat that fall of 1991. Since that visit, I’ve been through most of the U.S. in one way or another.  I’ve seen some things. But no other part of...

Gear Jammin’ the Life of the Mind

You can find the life of the mind in the oddest corners of the world.   “Did you hear about Cyprus?” asked the man holding the giant insulated coffee cup. He was stout, in his mid-fifties and wore a blue plaid shirt and the sort of flat-brimmed...

Sleep Alternatives

The title’s a misnomer. There really are no alternatives to sleep. Sleep is a wonderful, often-underappreciated activity. Time spent sleeping (under ten hours or so per day) is never wasted. What you miss in party-time or the opportunities to further pound your...

The Bikes of Bisbee

I like bikes. Motorcycles, mainly. Motorcycles have long featured in my relationship with this place. My first night at the Copper Queen hotel was in a shared room with longtime BMW pilot and all-around ubermensch Don Stanley. I was on my Honda ST at the time. We...