Tell me where you rode today...

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The remnants of a homestead on the banks of the Manumuskin. Traveling forth on the rotundas that is my earth crust scratcher, I can only think of those that loved and trapped and hunted during the civil war while only knowing where the next meal or two would find them. Ghosts.
Ghosts all along this ride. Foundations of abodes lost to weather and then finally to a cement and sand company in the early 1900’s that pulled from the earths resources so that 6 score and a couple years later I can traverse this land with a human built vehicle that propels me forthwith to great happiness, satisfaction, and peace. Thank you sand and clay. Thank you Jumbo Jim, and most of all thank you to my 56 year old body to allow me the pleasure and pain of traversing the land on my Earth Roamer.

Ps: wine makes for funny banter
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