The weekend was a whirlwind of motorcycles at IMS Outdoors. I literally lost track of how many I rode, and I never even unloaded my
IMS Outdoors
After an enjoyable night at the Appalachian Brewing Company (again), I grabbed gas and coffee at Sheetz (when in Pennsylvania, do as the Pennsylvanians do)
Living in a Van Down by the River
It was a quiet night at Chateau Walmart, at least once the street sweepers finished up. The next morning I worked until I handed off
Back on the Road
This morning I woke up, made coffee, and said goodbye to Buffy. It was time for me to move on, back to the land of
Second Verse, Same as the First
This really is the middle of nowhere. The sign says it, so it must be true, right? The campground isn’t the only place with people
Not According To Plan
I slept well and woke up to rain. This was not in the forecast at all last night, but here it was. Lister was not
Smokey Da Van 