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Preview: Road Trip California

When I think of California, I think of sun-kissed (or is that sun-burned) beautiful, industrious people. LA & San Francisco, well, they are California like Amsterdam is Holland or Paris is France – they all deserve their own book from me, which will arrive later. I have more of a romantic relationship with the state as a whole. From travel a few years back, I took a few weeks to explore California I had come to know and love through the years. From a visit in Folsom Prison to hikes in Yosemite to a private party at Hearst Castle to my Caveman at the Madonna Inn, some of the oddest, most beautiful, and most entertaining days, afternoons, and evenings I’ve had on a vacation. My crew of new and old friends – lumberjacks, lawyers, musicians, prison inmates, gas station attendants, masseurs, rock collectors and university deans – and Aziz is back from Muscle Ranch, meet me at naked beaches, pool parties, movie-house orgies, hiking, luxury hotels, and bargain tents. You’ll never see California quite the same way again. The eBooks will be coming out late March, I’ll be publishing excerpts within the week. Click on each book below for a sample chapter.

Ascent: Look Inside eBook

The first part of my California Road Trip, I move west-to-east to go into the high Sierras and enjoy the fresh air and sun, or what I can. I meet my old Colt Model photographer in Brisbane, and accompany him to Folsom Prison for a photoshoot. From there it get crazier, with a retired movie cowboy in Lone Pine, a photographer at Mono Lake, and a porn shoot in Olancha, and double that for in-between events. A bit of something for everybody, from bears and bikes, dads and boys, to rough trade and porn models.

eBook Preview: Descent

The second part of my California Road Trip, I loop south-to-north as I move from the Sierras through desert, into the central valley. From the Sierras to below-sea-level Death Valley, I meet sexy biker dads and end up in Boron, with men only the desert can produce. Bakersfield – what can I say – Granddad, Dad, and Son? Movie Theatre and Hotel? Not as boring as I imagined. Fresno up to Yosemite I recall old buddies from Southern California, and make new friends, and in Sacramento, meet Felix, the lawyer with a BIG bonus prize. Who am I? Texbearjoe. From travel a few years back, I took a few weeks to explore California I had come to know and love through the years. From a visit in Folsom Prison to hikes in Yosemite to a private party at Hearst Castle to my Caveman at the Madonna Inn, some of the oddest, most beautiful, and most entertaining days, afternoons, and evenings I’ve had on a vacation. My crew of new and old friends – lumberjacks, lawyers, musicians, prison inmates, gas station attendants, masseurs, rock collectors and university deans – and Aziz is back from Muscle Ranch, meet me at naked beaches, pool parties, movie-house…

eBook Preview: Cascade

The third part of my California Road Trip, I loop north-to-south as I enter the Casades, going as far North as I can easily, then back down along the coast. Love the lumberjacks, and love the sea, boat, captain, dad & uncle. Back into Bodybuilder and Bear country in Guerneville, introducing Felix to a beefy crew at a very stoned pool party. From an Oakland gym to a Half Moon Bay hotel, I end up finally in Santa Cruz, in the park, at night, enjoying the view. Who am I? Texbearjoe. From travel a few years back, I took a few weeks to explore California I had come to know and love through the years. From a visit in Folsom Prison to hikes in Yosemite to a private party at Hearst Castle to my Caveman at the Madonna Inn, some of the oddest, most beautiful, and most entertaining days, afternoons, and evenings I’ve had on a vacation. My crew of new and old friends – lumberjacks, lawyers, musicians, prison inmates, gas station attendants, masseurs, rock collectors and university deans – and Aziz is back from Muscle Ranch, meet me at naked beaches, pool parties, movie-house orgies, hiking, luxury hotels, and bargain tents. You’ll…

eBook Preview: Coast

The fourth part of my California Road Trip, I continue on along the coast, enjoying the fog (not), the quiet life (not), from Castroville to Monterey – there’s nothing like a beautiful massage after a hot afternoon of fucking, or is that a hot fuck after an afternoon of massage in Big Sur. Hearst Castle at night is a delight, as I cruise down further along the coast meeting more and more hot hairy men, ending up in a Swedish Village and a strange, but sexy evening with a winegrower and roommate. Who am I? Texbearjoe. From travel a few years back, I took a few weeks to explore California I had come to know and love through the years. From a visit in Folsom Prison to hikes in Yosemite to a private party at Hearst Castle to my Caveman at the Madonna Inn, some of the oddest, most beautiful, and most entertaining days, afternoons, and evenings I’ve had on a vacation. My crew of new and old friends – lumberjacks, lawyers, musicians, prison inmates, gas station attendants, masseurs, rock collectors and university deans – and Aziz is back from Muscle Ranch, meet me at naked beaches, pool parties, movie-house orgies, hiking, luxury hotels,…

eBook Preview: Beach

The fifth part of my California Road Trip, ever south now, I meet up with more musicans, or bikers, or both in Santa Barbara, then fall into a huge Carnival and wrestlers in Ventura (don’t ask about the strawberries). I meet Aziz again in his Dad’s Malibu house, then in a feat of time engineering get him and Felix together for a special weekend on Catalina Island, in the Wrigley Mansion. I leave Felix in Aziz’s huge arms heading on further south, to explore a Father’s Day invite into Camp Pendleton, where Marine’s do their duty. Who am I? Texbearjoe. From travel a few years back, I took a few weeks to explore California I had come to know and love through the years. From a visit in Folsom Prison to hikes in Yosemite to a private party at Hearst Castle to my Caveman at the Madonna Inn, some of the oddest, most beautiful, and most entertaining days, afternoons, and evenings I’ve had on a vacation. My crew of new and old friends – lumberjacks, lawyers, musicians, prison inmates, gas station attendants, masseurs, rock collectors and university deans – and Aziz is back from Muscle Ranch, meet me at naked beaches, pool parties,…