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You can always make more money but you can't make more time.
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COLDER THAN IT LOOKS The waters looked cold but I had no idea how cold. The winter snow pack must have been heavy in the Cascades. There we...
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GREEN GREEN AND MORE GREEN Green, green, green I will always love green. I lived many years in Arizona and fell in love with the desert. Ho...
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The inland lakes and rivers of Washington are cold and run quickly, the water is clear and clean.
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My strange method of travel is simply the way I want to travel. A motor home is an adventure, but the physical stress of my bicycle, dealing...
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Wide berms, sunshine, fresh air, 4000 miles ahead of me and I'm wearing sunglasses.
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A part of America I missed so much. The back roads are the reason I do this. Every place has a flavor, but the smells and sounds of the coun...
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My first night off of the road was behind a small church in Washington state. There was a good chance that there would be a heavy dew so und...
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BUTTERFLIES Doing one last gear check to get ready for the endless journey. Key West is just the name of a city at this point, it is so far ...
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DID I FORGET SOMETHING? Well, it has been a very long strange trip since I last posted. Life has some twists and turns and a few bumps. I hi...
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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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