leather jacket i constructed to finish the trip
camp. somewhere in texas.
road to nowhere. “the high plains drifter” living up to her name
only pump for 120 miles. no station, no attendant. the car next to my bike was abandoned
camped in this cotton field. below freezing that night
continental divide. new mexico
desert highway
arizona.
made it to LA. my current home…a magical place. thanks stone and kate
i really didnt take pictures of the breathtakingly amazing stuff that gave me chills. i was more concerned with living the moment. sorry.
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