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Along the wayside…
You never know what’s just ahead. But then, that’s why you ride, to get around that next bend or over that far hill… to see what’s waiting there.
Over the river and through the woods…
Sometimes the scenery seems to be from a Black Forest fairy tale.
How low can you go?
And sometimes…
from the ends of the earth.
Late-life Biker 