Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

Comments, thoughts, or just a friendly chat, use the response box below or email me at patrickgroleau@gmail.com.

August 20, 2013


... for each of us, roads never travelled before, sights first seen, new people to enjoy meeting ... for me, in addition to enjoying the company of roger, eric, and jon, it was an experience in which i learned more riding my motorcycle cross country, important lessons if next year i'm going to attempt a wanderabout across the united states to astoria, oregon ... roger summed it up best, "no fights, we all got along, we had fun on the road and, with the exception of a few scrapes and bruises, arrived back home safe and sound" ... i hope all of you enjoyed the trip ...

"Don't tell me how educated you are, tell me how much you travelled."

"A journey is best measured in friends, rather than miles."