Eric and I are resting at a Fast Stop in Towanda, Illinois. We have
been biking through a storm since leaving Lexinton. Except for a
trucker who didn't want to swing left and slow down, the ride has been
most refreshing.
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"After Long Gone" at One Sentence Poems
The first of three one-sentence ghost bike poems appearing this week at One Sentence Poems. After Long Gone
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I have rented a 10-foot UHaul here in Walsenburg, CO, and tomorrow I'll begin the drive with my bike and trailer back to St. Louis. I co...
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Nice blog pics and tidbits of information.
PS: Call your Dad on Betty's cell, or call Steve abut their trip to Little Rock and the funeral.
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