Rocking along, meandering merrily. Life is but a dream.
Finally punching out some decent West Texas remote dirt roads. Wish I could live out here. For real for real. You either love it or you hate it. I’m a lover.
Been trying to apply my previous time table test to myself and find my happy place in a given decade. Which decade do I most relate to? First response that popped in my melon, not the one I’m in. Second thought, nope, decided I can’t do it, I will not be pinned down and daydream about just one. I really tried. I find beauty in all of them and wish I could go back and spend time with all of them, the decades. Better stop writing, back to riding.
Oh, ok, in case I receive a lot of hate mail over the chica timeline, here is a dude timeline to keep things fair and balanced. That’s me every time, so here go.
So what is your decade ladies? Or better yet, guys and gals, who would you want to ride with out of either timeline bunch? No brainer for me, McQueen. I know, I know, should have picked Jen.
Man I love this area, never gets old. It’s like time stands still out here for the most part.
I said time, not me.
Scoped out this old school, might be a potential stealth camp spot if needed.
Sun trying to come out, come on dude, I need you!
Snack spot. Not too shabby.
Little bit more dirt. Soak it up, I feel some pavement coming on.
Lunch time. I like stopping in on these super nice folks when passing through, got some jerky, sandwich, cold drink and did some visiting. It’s always hard to leave, the couple that run the place speak ten words a second, with gusts to fifty. Back to going nowhere.
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