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TOBACCO COUNTRY? On a bike you don't need or want super highways, the two lane country roads are perfect. This is a quiet road throug...

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THE GREAT FLOOD OF NEW JERSY  This is the high water from the twelve inch local rainfall two days before. It was the aftermath of a late s...

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THE GREAT BICYCLE CRASH This is a steel bridge in New Hampshire, near Portsmouth. The surface was made of squares cast iron plates. Each ...

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BOB'S BICYCLE SHOP AND URGENT CARE This is Bob's Bicycle Shop in Portsmouth, New Hampshire. I never spent a dime in this place bu...

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SQUIRRELS ARE CUTE BUT A LITTLE STUPID This sounds a little sick, but on the edges of the nation’s highways there are a large amount road...

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  DRY DOCK I was extra tired and hungry as I reached the bridge at the end of the outer banks of Virginia. I stopped at a campground wher...

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PERFECTER DAY This was a soothing stretch of road on the coast of North Carolina. I can't recall how long this bridge was but rides lik...

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THE NON-TOURIST TOURIST ON TOUR A ferry ride on the Outer Banks was a welcomed rest. They didn't charge me for some reason, I guess...

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NAKED CLERGYMEN This is the smallest diner in New Jersey, says the owner. I stopped by chance and found the place empty but open. The ow...

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NICE PEOPLE   I asked the people working in the garden if they allowed people to sleep by the trail that ran by Rails To Trails through Pe...

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RAILS TO TRAILS The Rails to Trails system is a bike and walking path built on the old railroad lines through the eastern states. They aren...

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DON'T JUDGE PEOPLE BY THEIR COVER This was a Presbyterian church in South Carolina. There were people outside so I asked if I could ca...

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THE HOT SWELTERING SOUTH Leaving Georgia in late August. It was hot and humid but beautiful. The water table is about three inches deep. Th...

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FIRST ENCOUNTER The hot afternoons in Georgia were brutal. I was shooting for a public campground twenty five miles ahead but I needed wate...

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WELCOMING STRANGERS The guy in the middle is me, you can tell by the shirt. The church was very kind to this stranger far from home. 

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SWEET POTATO PIE Sometime through the evening I said something about sweet potato pie. In the morning a man stopped just before I got on the...

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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....

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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...

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