The Golden Shore
Thirty-one new fables in the old style, told in Aesop’s honor — ospreys, loggerheads, ghost crabs, drawn true to life. Built to be read aloud at bedtime. Hold the picture. Ask the moral. One fable, one night, is plenty.
Fables for the kids. A true ride for the wanderers. Treasure for everyone.
Illustrated fables for calm mornings and storm seasons, a true eleven-thousand-mile ride, parable continuations, and a novel of the 1715 treasure fleet — all written from the sand where the gold still washes up.
Thirty-one new fables in the old style, told in Aesop’s honor — ospreys, loggerheads, ghost crabs, drawn true to life. Built to be read aloud at bedtime. Hold the picture. Ask the moral. One fable, one night, is plenty.
The next Golden Shore fables — told for the months when the wind turns mean and the sand keeps secrets. Same shore. Same ink plates. A harder sky. Loggerheads, pelicans, ghost crabs, and the bookkeeping a storm does when it puts the old world back on the counter.
One rider, one summer, eleven thousand documented miles — a thousand of them in a single day. Route 66, the Canyon, the coast, and the long way home. A #1 New Release in Motorcycles, July 2026.
The prodigal son came home — then what? Thirty of the best-known parables, carried one step further. For readers, small groups, and anyone who ever finished a parable wanting one more page.
The treasure fleet is drowned. The gold is the least of it. Someone wrote everything down. Based on the true wrecks of the 1715 Treasure Fleet — the gold still washes ashore at Juno Beach today.
“The treasure fleet is drowned. The gold is the least of it. Someone wrote everything down.”
A novel of the 1715 hurricane, the false channel, and the coast that keeps better books than any empire. If you walk Juno Beach after a storm, you already know the setting.
New books, true treasure-coast stories, and one free original fable for joining. No noise — the tide comes in about once a month.
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