Heading west out of Sioux Falls, I found the best fellow passenger was of the four-legged variety.

Foremost, though maybe not first, Rapid City is a tourist town. It's a more spit and polished version of Cripple Creek, Colorado: wild, wild west meet...

The next part of the story of how I was thwarted by Larry the Cable Guy in Williston, North Dakota. Full transcript available here: https://wellwornbo...

A trip to Williston, ND, in 2013: I wanted to tell that story. I wanted to know how people were creating life for themselves in the midst of this boom...

Visiting Mother Jones wasn't just a tourist stop. It was a pilgrimage.

Traveling to San Antonio for a "professional" conference only brought one thought to mind: Good God. How is anyone supposed to pass out business cards...

To orient myself and to maybe have a wee bit of beer, I stopped in at the 2nd bar I found. I stopped mainly because of the name: Crawdaddies. It looke...

..what I learned was that downstaters are, in general, a cautious bunch. And I can't say I blame them much. We do not live in idyllic times and me, a ...

I turned 40 in New York. It was February 2012 and I was almost a month into a year of living on the road, hopping from bus to bus, station to station,...

Driving through Alabama felt like a cliché; it was all one long stretch of interstate with bill boards advertising the Alabama – the band – fan club, ...