That's right ... let it flow
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That's right ... let it flow
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I drove 500000 miles on 55 mph rural two lanes in Upstate without any problems. Takes some skill. Pro tip. Mornings and evenings back off when you drive down hill into a small valley. That's where and when deer are moving. Driving smart saved me more than a few times.
A few people feel the rain. Most people just get wet.
Drilling a deer is a right of passage for WNY drivers.
I still call it The Jake.
It goes right to the buffet line!
My fear is getting one caught in the spokes, and getting squirrel parts and blood sprayed all over me. Ewwww.
Upstate NY drivers are not super kind to bikers in my experience.
Or maybe it’s that they aren’t kind to guys in Lycra, generally.
Or both.
I can think of other places I’d rather road ride based on personal experience upstate car dodging whilst wearing Lycra.
Road bikers are quite familiar with road kill. We see it every ride. I try to avoid thinking, well, that's what I would look like if crushed by a truck.
That’d make a hell of a hippy commune. Now just need a private equity consortia to fund it. [emoji6]
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There's a bike trail for that these days.
i lived off of west mountain road and yes the bike trail was there but not the spur that goes by the high school when I was a kid
so it was riding from 149 to where I lived
I had the same thought about N.Y. property tax.
I also liked how they sold another 10,000 plus acre parcel to the state and were pissed about how it was developed and the trout decimated by stocking ponds with shitty fish.
Wish I were a billionaire, but only to buy and preserve that place.
And maybe heliski a hundred days a year
Kill all the telemarkers
But they’ll put us in jail if we kill all the telemarkers
Telemarketers! Kill the telemarketers!
Oh we can do that. We don’t even need a reason
Buddy and me hiked 8 miles with a canoe on a home made cart up to Camp Santanoni. Back then it was just an abandoned group of old really cool buildings. Cart broke on the way in but a old dood in a horse drawn wagon showed up on the day we were leaving to pick up another group. He came back a few hours later to take us out. We opened and killed bottle of Jack D between the 3 of us on the ride.
Satanoni in it's heyday had a farm, dairy and 200 employees to keep it running. Trickle down.
A few people feel the rain. Most people just get wet.
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