Exceptionally warm spring days are some of the greatest days for riding, but better still on a bike are the spring evenings shortly before sunset with storms on the edge of the…
5 a.m. Saturday morning is a quiet place. A place before anyone else is awake, even the rooster down the hill, the one that crows at all hours regardless of…
We had, for about three hours solid, hacked, cut, sawed, and viciously macheted our way through the over grown briars and thorny brambles (or as I like to call them…
My fascination with old garages and gas stations has been with me since I was a little girl, for no concrete reason beyond the fact that the scent of years…
After the soothing warmth of coffee ordered with lunch, not because I wanted any, but because it was hot, and bundling in every stitch of gear we had available, the…
Annually, as the year draws to a close, my habit of juggling a great many things with a few less than many hands takes on a fever pitch as I…
For more information on the ghost town of Meridian OK and our ride, click here. Additional photos here.
From our last ride. Additional posts to follow in the coming week.
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