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IF I WAS IN A CAR I WOULD HAVE MISSED THIS This was a small town in southern Utah, I had just started my day and the weather was perfect....

fifty

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OPEN SPACES The long stretches of the Navajo Nation were in a way soothing. The traffic was light but fast moving. The narrow roads combin...

forty nine

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LONG DAY My one day and night hot one hundred fifty four mile ride home. I camped in Chino Valley just north of Prescott, Arizona. My pl...
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forty eight

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STRANGE CRITTERS This cute little guy or girl was crossing an Arizona desert road, this is an average sized tarantula spider in the wild....

forty seven

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SAN FRANCISCO PARKS This is a peaceful park in San Francisco near China town. I arrived early Sunday morning after turning in my rental c...

forty six

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BREAK DOWNS ARE PART JUST OF THE DEAL The red arrow is where I came from only hours and hours before. I am now climbing to Jacob Lake, Utah...

forty five

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CAMPING WITH A CHAINSAW CARVER This is a free campsite in Utah, free because I could not find someone to get permission. I don't usua...

forty four

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This was a morning visitor. He had a problem with my intrusion into his space.

forty three

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STANDING ON THE EDGE This is the beginning of the Navajo Nation. I was at first intimidated by the thought of riding to the distant mount...

forty two

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TAKE A BREAK I rented a car and drove through Los Vegas then to Cedar City, Utah. This was what they call the connecting trail. I rode thr...

forty one

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PICTURES ARE A PAIN Walter is my yard gnome. Walter is the name of my bike, I explained this in a previous post. As I travel alone the on...

forty

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MY ROOM WITH A VIEW Earlier in the day Thomas continued on the main road to make time, I chose to take a coastal route because I wanted t...

thirty nine

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EXTREME IS GOOD York Beach, Maine in October. There was a driving wind straight off of the ocean with nothing to stop it for thousands mile...

thirty eight

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CALL OF THE ROAD The places I have seen, the stress of the grades, the wind, the sun, the smells and the people all sooth my mind, body and...

thirty seven

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A WORLD I DON'T KNOW In a vista pull off as the sun went down I talked with a local surf board builder, he was watching waves. I was wat...

thirty six

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This needs no caption, click on the picture for a better view, I think I'll go pack my bike.

thirty five

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Another sunset on the Pacific, time for the comfort of my tent to dream about the day.

thirty four

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MISSING A TURN Missing turns is part of the adventure. I can be a real hot head and lose patience when things go wrong. I haven't be...

thirty three

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THE SMELL OF MY MORNING COFFEE The morning fog was filled with quiet visitors. I sipped my coffee while waiting for the warmth of the morn...

thirty three

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FAST FRIENDS Thomas was like a kid as he played with his bike as he marveled at the giant redwoods. Most Europeans I have met marvel at the...