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Campfire Conversation

  She looked like someone’s ex-wife—middle-aged, blonde, a little overweight–as she marched determinedly down the two-track past my campsite. She had a rope tied around her waist which carried work gloves, a large knife, and a small water bottle. She was wearing lipstick, which seemed strange given her Tarzan/Jane getup. When I met her a […]

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Off-roading Angels

To be honest, I’m not fond of off-road vehicles. They’re loud and smelly, and they tear up the landscape. But when Keith and Robert pulled up in their monster truck, all tricked out with winches, straps, and four-wheel drive, I knew I was looking at an attitude adjustment. I had just crossed the state line into […]

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