The Charlie Bravo Story

My Story Begins Here…

Dad here. On a cold, raw day in January, my son Zach and I were making a high speed pass through a rural area east of Little Rock when we spotted a dog crate partially hidden in the weeds beside the road. Something – or Someone – made us stop and check the crate. What we found was beyond horrible... A full sized dog reduced to a ragged, scabby skeleton, smelling so strongly of death…

Big Agnes

For those of you who think that I might exaggerate a bit when describing Charlie as a passive-aggressive sleeper, I would offer the attached picture as proof that this in fact an actively-aggressive sleeper. This was taken when camping in the mountains above Moab, Utah, where, when the sun goes down, the temperature goes with it. The sleeping bag in question is a Big Agnes mummy bag, built for one average sized camper. One. Averaged…

My man Melvin

Dad here; years ago, I started donating blood. To give you an idea as to how long ago it was, there was a bulletin board at the Red Cross donation center covered with Polaroid photographs of people who has reached particular milestones of giving; one gallon, five gallons, ten gallons, and so on. I remember thinking, wow, those guys are old! Now, almost fifteen gallons later, I'm glad that that the old bulletin board is…

The Story of Fred

Charlie Bravo in the house! With all the drama outside, it's easy to forget that there are others facing their own private crises every day. An example: Dad and I were heading out eatly yesterday to help a buddy move; the air was crisp and clean, and traffic was light. All was well with the world until we were passed by not one but three lifted pickup trucks, each carrying a brand new ATV. You…

Are you afeard to die?

Charlie and I took a whirlwind trip out west last week in preparation of a busy season soon to be upon us. We shouldn't have went at all, as much has changed recently and sometimes it's best to not return too often to the scene of so many awesome memories. Charlie is a very sensitive dog, very quick to pick up on my moods, and was not her usual spry self on the trip. It…

The MiniVan Gogh

The MiniVan Gogh One of the reasons that we choose underrated methods of conveyance for our travels is that it allows us to fly beneath the radar. Never the flashiest or fastest motorcycles, as they tend to draw the most attention from thieves as well as the local constabulatory (now THERE'S an example of redundancy), but inexpensive but effective are the adjectives we look for in a vehicle. Which is why we have a 2005…

Not so Rio Grande

A fact that I sometimes forget: you lose approximately 10 degrees for every thousand feet of elevation, and we're camped at 9000'. I won't bore you with the math, mainly because I'm too cold to puzzle it out myself, but the answer to the equation is "cold enough". My little propane heater gave up the ghost in the wee hours, and the temperature has plummeted as surely as the sun rises, with both dogs burrowed…

Busted

I coasted the bike into the garage, closing the overhead door by hand so the motor wouldn't wake anybody in the house. Sitting my aching fanny on one of the lawnmower tires, I gingerly unsnapped the buckles of each of my Alpinestar boots and eased into the kitchen on sweaty sock feet; it looked like I had made it home free. Then "CLICK". The harsh light of reality in the form of the kitchen lights…
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