Utah’s Mystic Mike

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Harry and I said goodbye to Boulder and pointed the Bug west along Route 70 into Utah’s hilly desert. Beside the road, bulbous outcroppings grew from treeless hills looking very much like the crusty flesh of giant warts. In the distance ochre mountains stood bare and wind sculpted. Atop buttes, stony crowns laced by wind…

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Wall Street, Boulder Style

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In 1972 I bought my first ten-speed bike at a shop in Boulder. There are nothing but mountains around Boulder, but I had gotten into shape hiking with my boyfriend Rick for the previous weeks and thought I was ready to roll on two wheels. We didn’t wear helmets in those days, and I had…

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Cadillac Ranch

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“We have to go to Amarillo,” I told Harry. “Why Amarillo?” he asked. “Cadillac Ranch, of course.” I’m not sure what my fascination has been with Cadillac Ranch, but since I first heard of the art installation years ago, I’ve been longing to see it in person. It’s not about the Bruce Springsteen song from…

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Oklahoma City (the German version)

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So far on our March Bug Trip we had encountered a snowstorm, sleet, freezing fog, and a chill that required layering on as much fleece as I’d packed. By the time we approached Oklahoma City, I was ready to uncork a bottle of wine and sit by a fire. The Oklahoma capital spreads miles from…

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