This is Utah. End of Utah summer 18 story.... for now. Thank you all who commented
Soviet Peasant Ching Chong Truck Bike Tour
Monday, July 23, 2018
Wednesday, July 18, 2018
7/16-7/18 the Coloradon Zone
This big mountain was virtually a mirror copy of Colorado mountain flora/fauna.
Wet grassland at sunset, feels like a calm a sigh. Or something.
This camera did a really creepy 180 (towards me) when I started walking towards it.
Wet grassland at sunset, feels like a calm a sigh. Or something.
This camera did a really creepy 180 (towards me) when I started walking towards it.
7/14-7/15
We have gotten exceedingly skilled at manuevering El *fo up and down cliffs and ledges.
In Utah, the rain is usually weak enough to not cause a bother. A mild sprinkle is actuelly welcomed.
In Utah, the rain is usually weak enough to not cause a bother. A mild sprinkle is actuelly welcomed.
Friday, July 13, 2018
7/10-7/13
I'm feeling the energetic vibes of things surging through my body. Like all this lightning constantly striking everywhere. You can see it flash around the clouds at night. And I walked in this organic grocery store with the best quality food and a huge refrigerator section, it felt like a futuristic hippy farmer oasis. Hard to describe but sometimes these feelings of things kinda wash over your whole body. Maybe a side effect of LSD trips to some extent
I was wondering the other day if the way a landscape of scene makes us feel is it doing something to us, or are we doing something to it.
smallest telephone or electric wires ever
Fly sat on my handle bars for 12 miles
I was wondering the other day if the way a landscape of scene makes us feel is it doing something to us, or are we doing something to it.
smallest telephone or electric wires ever
Fly sat on my handle bars for 12 miles
Sunday, July 8, 2018
Dangerous suicidal thrill seeking cry for help dumbshit
Google maps gave me shit directions, it told me to take this shortcut to town that ended up being a Peruvian-fall to your-death tier trail up a mega steep cliff made out of the most crumbly shit sandstone. For some reason this pissed me off to the point of becoming obsessed with getting my fat dyke of a bicycle over this cliff so I can get a shortcut to town and eat dank food. And also to prove to myself that I have balls.
I wish I had more time and better writing ability to explain how when you suffer depression or suicidal thoughts, scrambling on the edge of a cliff where your last foothold ceases to exist after you step off it is somehow a logical activity to be taking part in. If youre bored then you will cease being bored. And if you survive you will get elated after the experience.
Cliff climbing is "fun" in it own right, but it's a fools game. Rock climbing is the smart man's climbing game.
I wish I had more time and better writing ability to explain how when you suffer depression or suicidal thoughts, scrambling on the edge of a cliff where your last foothold ceases to exist after you step off it is somehow a logical activity to be taking part in. If youre bored then you will cease being bored. And if you survive you will get elated after the experience.
Cliff climbing is "fun" in it own right, but it's a fools game. Rock climbing is the smart man's climbing game.
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