About

In 1980 I started pounding away on an Apple with two disk drives. I migrated to the Apple III, and then a Lisa. By then I had become disillusioned with Apple, and switched to a PC. I’ve been using them ever since, from bought to built. I’ve been a programmer, a network administrator, a service tech.

Now, I’m just a plain end-user, and I want things to work “out of the box.” I don’t want to waste time configuring, updating, programming, or doing anything else to get hardware or software to perform. I know, it’s only a dream. But really, after 29 years, isn’t it time that things actually “worked?”

White line fever, against the background of the Sea of Cortez
White line fever, against the background of the Sea of Cortez

My gypsy spirit has taken me to some strange places in the world, but now I’m content to limit my adventures to riding a motorcycle and whatever I might encounter when I’m on the road. I’ve worked in bike shops doing odd jobs from planning and putting on rides, taking care of computer networking and security, and to picking up and delivering motorcycles, among other things. Pretty boring stuff, isn’t it?

I’ve ridden over a lot of North America at one time or another from Canada to Mexico, and from Atlantic to Pacific. By far my favorite ride is up and down the length of the Baja Peninsula, where the people are friendly, the sun always shines and it’s warm in the winter. I’ve visited Sturgis countless times too.

Somewhere on the cold road
Somewhere on the cold road

Of everything that I have experienced in my all-too-brief life, Africa is perhaps the greatest enigma: a beautiful continent, rich in people, nature and resources, yet poor in all of those areas too.

And yes, I know. There are some missing years in there. But what the hell, a little mystery is good for the soul, wouldn’t you say?