Stationary, but not without motion, Denver was in need of rest from Mavis and I, as too were we. Looking on the map trying to figure route plans north into Canada and onwards to Alaska, Badlands National Park in South Dakota kept popping up. With a bike like Mavis and a park name like that, […]
Archive for September, 2009
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Nothing but a storm weathered soul.
Working our way cross-town, Mavis and I eased through the city streets and eventually arrived at our new Couch Surfing hosts house. Ashley had invited us to stay with herself and two room mates, Erika and Jaimie. I’d insinuated meal bribes in return for a couch to rest my head and I think this may […]
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Sunflowers and thunder showers.
Descending from the Rockies down to Denver (Colorado) the temperature quickly rose thawing my fingers chilled from the cool high altitude temps of the prairies. Having a preconceived visual picture of the city and what it might look like, instantly I was taken by the vast sweeping urban sprawl on the plains before me. I […]
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Freedom over time.
Isolated within a natural fortress of rock and trees, a river in the front yard and cliff to the rear. Rain drizzled on as I awaited my paycheck to come through stuck in Gunnison Canyon. Mavis leaned to one side, idol as I passed the days watching fat chipmunks scuttle about within the ground litter. […]