There’s a little known town in the middle of California called Parkfield. It straddles the San Andreas Fault – literally. One side of the town’s small, wooden bridge (with its out-of-kilter supports) is the Northern American Plate and the other, the Pacific Plate. It’s one … Continue reading When the earth moves….
Pain before pleasure? No pain, no gain? Light at the end of the tunnel? Well-worn clichés failed to distance me from the glare, heat and massive trucks on the freeway out of LA. We were on our way to Arizona at last. At least we … Continue reading The town that took on McDonalds and won
Even on holidays in the 'good old US of A' I can't keep away from the computer - although not much writing happening on my manuscript. There are so many things I could write - about the things we've seen and done in two weeks … Continue reading Too busy travelling to write a travel blog