How biker chicks travel

Like a true nature’s child
We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die
–Steppenwolf/Born To Be Wild

Happy Trails to you
Until we meet again
–Roy Rogers/Happy Trails

Light. They travel light.

The ones 2 cabins down mentioned that they didn’t bring extra panties for an overnight. Sound carries on a lake.

Just thought I would clarify that for those of you who don’t ride.

Did I mentioned that there’s a biker gathering in Joseph this weekend?

On a slightly odd note, a hummingbird just flew by close enough to tickle my ear with the vibrations from his wings. Loud flyers, they are.

Heading back to the default world this morning, but I’m happy to be wherever I am.

Even.

Even when.

Even when there’s a line at the coffee shop.

It smells great in the coffee shop, by the way. They roast their own beans.

Coffee good.

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