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In “Desert Solitaire”, Edward Abbey notes:
“A man on foot, on horseback or on a bicycle will see more, feel more, enjoy more in one mile than the motorized tourists can in a hundred miles. Better to idle through one park in two weeks than try to race through a dozen in the same amount of time. Those who are familiar with both modes of travel know from experience that this is true; the rest have only to make the experiment to discover the same truth for themselves.”
Tag Archives: ride
Day 7. 322 Miles. Saint Chuck, not Lou.
It’s the gawd day son, fugheddaboutit. I don’t know shit about saints. Butt. I’ve hit that frequency where it all clicks in. I wake up and go go go. Miles. Kilometers, even. If I didn’t have to go back to … Continue reading
Day 0. 3 Miles. New York State Of Ride
Inhale deep like the words of my breath; I never sleep, ’cause sleep is the cousin of death. I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times; Nothing’s equivalent to the New York state of mind. Guns guns guns. Shooting … Continue reading
