Oh, that is hysterical. I can see you in the fog with that peach colored blanket billowing. Feel the desperation to get away from the onslaught of turkeys piling upon each other at the fence. The fear of Cuero Texas vigilante justice at your back...for miles...on that slow bike. Beautiful, beautiful. I so admire the audacity of biking 120 miles on a slow bike in Texas carrying a peach colored blanket as your sleeping bag.
Idyllopus | Homepage | 04.25.05 - 9:29 pm | #

I got a ride in a car, with the bicycle in the trunk, getting back. Not my original plan.
Huitzil | Homepage | 04.25.05 - 11:35 pm | #