Last night...nearly three hours of riding after dark. This afternoon and evening...just under five hours of riding on the Pugsley. The wolves revealed their presence with their lonesome eerie howls. I really don't have any words right now to describe it, only photos. I'm tired, hungry, and thirsty for a cold beer.
Anyone for venison?
These experiences only fuel my desire to live in a wild and beautiful place. I guess the only way this could get better would be to live out in the woods where I could do this everyday. It's time to settle in and read Jack London's "In a Far Country" and "To Build a Fire". After all... it is that time of year.
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The terrain looks like it could be from one of my rides. Though there are wolves in some of the areas I ride in, I've never heard one in the wild. It must be quite an experience.
great pics, and well written words to explain your enjoyment,thanks for sharing...
Ineffincredible...!...
I know the joy!
What an awesome set of pictures.
Those pictures are awesome!
Bill,
glad you had a good time being back home!!
your pictures keep getting better man..... impressive. well done!!
the ghost of the woods, it doesn't get much better than that!!
Peace, Joe
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