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Photographs of my Grandmother’s 1922 motorcycle trip in California astride a Harley Davidson with a sidecar
I began a post a day ago regarding the history of women in motorcycling, and ended it with a couple of photographs that my mother and I had found of my grandmother. She was in moto-garb and astride an old Harley Davidson. Amazed when we found these, it was a total surprise to both my…
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Death of a Tree…Hwy 50 Shoe Tree cut down by vandals!
Today we morn the loss of the Highway 50 Shoe Tree to death by vandals. In an article found in the SFGate, I sadly read the news. I have to say the depth that humanity dives is astounding. Why, cut down an old tree that was another roadside attraction. To what end was this means?…
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I love the Sierras…the desert and the long way home.
I love holiday parties and my best high school buddy’s annual party is always exceptional. Mike lives in NV so I knew I could combine a party weekend with a visit to my dad in his new assisted living center. The weather report predicted a cloud proof sky. Well, hmmm, they aren’t very dependable are…
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Goin’ South–A female tale from the desert of the Southwest USA Pt.7
My cow buddies…and here I thought there was at least 100 animals braying all night and I discover when it was light out, that there were only 8 or so babies. Poor guys!! If you note, there is a beefalo among them. I was told that National Geographic did a story on this little guy,…
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Day 2–Ely, NV to Moab, UT
The morning came early or maybe I should say the night never ended. Down the hall in the Hotel Ely, a vintage hotel casino, a lively all night party brewed and by 2 am I’d had quite enough. Rather than yell out the door as others had done and been ignored, I put on earplugs.…