
I went on a rather long Trikke ride this past weekend, well over an hour. The weather was glorious. I have probably said this before, but one thing I like about being a transplanted Los Angeleno is that in the east, beautiful days are appreciated as though they are bread after suffering hunger. People can’t wait to break out and mow the lawn or wash the windows. They’ll opt for walking to the … [Read more...]










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