The antique stock truck, hauling a red bull in the back, sputtered, coughed and jerked to a stop on the side of the road. The gas gauge incorrectly showed a quarter tank, but I recognized the symptoms and knew I had just run out of gas...with a bull...and a dog...out on the Escalante desert...with no gas can...with about 15 miles to town.
Ah shit!
An unusual mixture of fictional/non-fictional short stories sprinkled with an occasional moustache rant.
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Saturday, April 12, 2014
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Darn It!
Alone, I effortlessly glide along the trail through the thick mist. I can taste the cloud and feel the dampness brush against my torso and legs. Oddly, although heavy snow intermittently changes to a soft drizzling rain, I am neither cold nor wet. That's hard to believe since I'm only wearing shorts and trail running shoes, but, the moisture lands on my skin and simply evaporates and I remain dry. My cadence remains strong as I nearly float along the ground, absorbing my favorite running conditions while on my #1 trail.
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