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You can always make more money but you can't make more time.

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CRACKED WATER BOTTLE Utah near Bryce Canyon last night it was 17 degrees over night in the higher altitudes. I will be on the road early ...
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FELLOW TRAVELERS I bumped into these guys back in Davis California. We had no idea we would meet again. We camped together twice in Nevada....

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FIRST ENCOUNTER WITH HELPFUL STRANGERS I'm in California waiting for the snow in Mormon Pass to melt.   A wonderful couple stopped m...

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WINTER COMES TO THE PUGET SOUND I stayed with these people on the way north. Winter came and they sent these photos. They were taken f...

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This is where I sit and post, well I wish. This is a beautiful home in Washington, I was fortunate to be invited in.

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The third floor game room. I can only imagine enjoying a winter day in this place. Watching a football game on the big screen, a warm fire...

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A view from the ferry ride to the main land. The three story house in the center is where I stayed the night.

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The water was very clear. If you look closely you can see Salmon.

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This was taken from the Clinton Island shore. I watched this ferry make dozens of trips. Tomorrow I will be on board heading for Seattle. ...

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The begining of the ferry ride.

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My bike is in the bottom right of the picture. The  guy above was yelling something about being the king of the world.

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SECURED FOR ROUGH SEAS My bike was secured for the ferry ride. I made sure my helmet was also secure because on the east coast I almost lo...

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DIFFERENT THEN I EXPECTED The north west is so much different than I thought. Familiar but so different.

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FRESH OR SALT WATER? Moving toward the Russian river in Washington, it was hard to tell where fresh water starts and salt water ends....

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HIGHWAY SONGS The call of the highway has been a lifelong passion. My four speed '63 Corsair complete with an eight track player, nin...

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SOCCER DISASTER  I began my trip north through Sausalito. There is a bike path through most of it which was filled with joggers and bicycl...

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GREAT PICTURE BY ACCIDENT This is the north side of the Golden Gate Bridge. The size of it is even more amazing when you walk or ride ac...

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OPENING DAY STORY I work in a grocery store where I regularly talked with a woman who walked across the Golden Gate Bridge the day it ...

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A nice lady took my picture.The Golden Gate Bridge was just the beginning of a perfect day. I was off to Canada only a thousand miles north...

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Walter poses for another picture,as the morning sun warmed my bones. Walter is the name I gave to my bicycle. I depend on Walter after all ...
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