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STEEP BOTH UP AND DOWN The streets of San Francisco are ridiculously steep. The cars are parked sideways for a reason. This was a poor...

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BIKER WEEKEND IN WASHINGTON Sunday afternoon in Washington State, the motorcycles were thick. It was the Oyster Run, that’s all I know. Th...

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HANGIN' WITH MY PEOPLE I was the only bicycle in town, they were joking with me about my Surly peddle bicycle. However, they asked a l...

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WORKS OF ART The bikes were works of art and very expensive. The bikers today must have money because these bikes aren’t cheap. Thes...

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THEY ONLY COME OUT AT NIGHT In the light of day this tranquil campsite looks quiet. When the sun goes down the raccoons, red fox, possums,...

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SAFE AND WARM ANYWHERE Some nights you can find a quiet corner to pitch your tent, eat, sleep, and go. If I have food, water, a shelter,...

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LET THE GAMES BEGIN This was the before picture as I was driving west to San Francisco in a rental car to begin my next journey. I to...

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\ FIRST CAMPS ALWAYS SUCK On my first night on the road I free camped in a small park along a swamp lake. It was cold and damp amongst the...

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OLD HIPPIES The little towns in the North West are filled with coffee shops. I love espresso straight no cream or sugar just caffeine i...

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BOATS THAT SHOULD NOT FIT I reached County Line campground on the Washington side of the Columbia River. The sun was setting as I arriv...

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FISH STORIES This harbor in the islands of Washington State was filled with working boats. The fishermen I talked to worked other job...