I celebrate the onset of the holidays every year at the beginning of December with a crawl through a dozen Cary Grant movies, so called The Twelve Days of Cary Grant. There are many exceptional movies to draw from and it’s an opportunity to indulge in the golden age of…
Doing the hard work. 😉 A little fishy disco in a few spots on my Conti 23s. Looking forward to Gravel Kings for the big event.
Scenic overlook on Hwy 100, which is coincidentally quite the deathtrap. Few miles of hell for a few moments of wonder.
Perhaps there’s another phrase associated with a 30mi. death march into the cobbled wilds of suburban Jersey, but Nowhere Rodeo is what I came up with. A day that was to be a monumental trek to Cold Springs from Manhattan by way of the full length of Harrington Park ended…
I tease the parents about moving to Possum Gulch but feel somewhat vindicated by this afternoon photo in a nearby South Carolina swamp.
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