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WALTER'S SEXY SISTER This is a picture I had posted before. I haven't given this bike a name, but it's the one I ride almost da...
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TWIN PEAKS This is overlooking San Francisco from Twin Peaks facing east, I live down in that clutter of houses. San Francisco is very cong...

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TWIN PEAKS My morning ride usually takes me to Twin Peaks Road overlooking San Francisco. This was a clear early November day. Several car c...

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NOE VALLEY 24th STREET This is the street in front of my home in San Francisco. The hill beyond is where the previous pictures were taken....

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I THINK WHEN HE LEFT THE HOUSE WEIRD WAS THE POINT The free spirited people of San Francisco are everywhere. Best of all, they make me feel ...

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THE OFFICE This is where I have been for the past few months. My new job in San Francisco is much different than any I knew existed. The a...

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TAKING A BREAK WAITING OUT THE STORM Eureka Nevada on the loneliest highway route 50. I started my journey a bit too early, but it is har...

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A DISTANT STORM HEADING MY WAY On a small bicycle weighing ninety pounds with less then one horse power you are at the mercy of every whim ...
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STARTING A NEW ADVENTURE ACROSS THE CONTINENT Leaving San Francisco on the ferry north to Vallejo. Everything felt wrong and awkward just ...

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THIS IS THE SECOND THOUGHTS STAGE This is the second day, everything is wrong, nothing feels quite right and I'm wondering if my body wi...

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COMMANDO CAMPING The bike path through Sacramento was a great place to camp, after I got through the center of town there were less sketchy...

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NOT JUST THE LAST BUT THE ONLY STOP Nevada was a state that needed some planning and  strategy to survive . This was the only stop between ...

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FIRST ENCOUNTER WITH GENEROUS STRANGERS This is Junior, a dog who became my best friend while camping north of San Francisco. This was a ...

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NEVADA STATE HIGHWAY 50 KNOWN AS THE LONELIEST HIGHWAY This was it for 400 plus miles through Nevada. The traffic was very light, about one...

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A BIG TYPE OF BEAUTY Nevada has a big type if beauty. If you look at what is directly around you, it seems dry, gray, and lifeless. Howev...

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THE SHOE TREE This strange tree had no explanation or name  it was simply standing alone on a long stretch in Nevada. Several people had...

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FEELING SMALL, A VERY GOOD THING The open roads of Nevada were a distant memory until I scanned through my pictures. The days were spent i...

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MEMORIES You cannot know what stirs in me as I see this picture. It fills up my senses like nothing else. The pictures, sounds, silence, a...

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THE MORNING MYSTERY My daily journey took me sometimes 100 miles from where I had slept the previous night. Each morning as open my eyes the...

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The North West Coast, its like New England with amazing sunsets but no chowder!
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