Almost every time I leave the house, I pass some side-street, byway, or secret lane and a deep energy stirs my longing to explore it for just a few miles. I resist the urge more often than not, but some of the best days of my life have been spent following two-lane ashpalt ribbons and rock-littered trails just to see where they led. Save having my feet secured to my snowboard, I pass no more blissful moments than those on two wheels in second gear, maybe third, winding into a shaded, tree-covered canyon; wondering what is around that next bend. This blog has been created for the purposes of Geography 701H. More to follow.....
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Almost every time I leave the house, I pass some side-street, byway, or secret lane and a deep energy stirs my longing to explore it for just a few miles. I resist the urge more often than not, but some of the best days of my life have been spent following two-lane ashpalt ribbons and rock-littered trails just to see where they led. Save having my feet secured to my snowboard, I pass no more blissful moments than those on two wheels in second gear, maybe third, winding into a shaded, tree-covered canyon; wondering what is around that next bend. This blog has been created for the purposes of Geography 701H. More to follow.....
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