Wandering through this forest feels like stumbling into a secret garden of peace, where the trees stand tall like ancient guardians of tranquility. The sunlight, sneaking through the leaves, plays tag with shadows on a path that meanders like my thoughts on a lazy Sunday afternoon. You know, the kind where you can’t decide between another cup of coffee or just staring out the window, contemplating the mysteries of the universe.
There’s a solitary figure trekking down the trail, and it hits me – isn’t this just like life? A scenic route with its fair share of Netflix binge detours and “why did I say that” moments of introspection. This path, with its gentle curves and surprises around each bend, could well be life’s way of nudging us to keep our eyes open to the wonders around us, even when our personal GPS seems to be recalculating.
Maybe, just maybe, this forest is more than trees and trails. It’s a nudge in the ribs reminding us to soak in the here and now, amidst the chaos that is life. With every step, it’s an invitation to marvel at the world’s raw beauty, to remember our tiny, yet significant spot in the cosmos. Amidst these age-old trees, one can’t help but feel grounded, a tiny speck voyaging through the grand adventure of existence, powered by the undying spirit of Mother Nature herself.
Oh, the Cape Meares Lighthouse! This old beacon of light, nestled in the heart of Tillamook County, Oregon, has been standing tall since 1890. It’s like the elderly neighbor who’s seen it all, perched there, watching over Cape Meares State Park with stories galore. And let me tell you, this lighthouse is no ordinary lightbulb on a stick. It’s got this mammoth first-order Fresnel lens, over six feet of glassy might, tipping the scales at more than two tons. It’s like the heavyweight champion of lighthouses!
Now, to make sure it doesn’t fade into the background like a wallflower at a dance, it sports this snazzy black and white checkerboard pattern. Because, you know, nothing screams “look at me!” quite like a checkerboard. In 1963, they decided it was time for this old timer to retire, turning off its guiding light but keeping its spirit alive as a historic monument.
For those adventurous souls, a trek to the top rewards you with breathtaking views that’ll have you whipping out your camera faster than a cat on a hot tin roof. It’s a trip through time, a chance to stand where countless others have stood, looking out at the same endless sea, pondering life’s mysteries or just where to eat later. So, if you ever find yourself in Oregon, swing by – it’s like visiting your grandparents, if your grandparents were incredibly tall, slightly flashy, and could guide ships to safety.
This video is a vibrant showcase of the joy and exhilaration that comes from riding a fat bike along the breathtaking coastline of Cape Lookout State Park. Mo, affectionately known as Snuggles, and I have the privilege of immersing ourselves in the distinctive landscape of this Oregon gem. We’re greeted by the majestic sand dunes, imposing sea stacks, and untamed beaches that define the park’s character.
Cape Lookout is a haven for an array of wildlife. As we pedal through, we’re in the company of sea lions and harbor seals, their playful antics a delight to witness. Occasionally, the graceful silhouette of a gray whale captures our gaze, adding a sense of awe to our adventure.
The views here are nothing short of spectacular, serving as a constant reminder of nature’s grandeur. This video isn’t just a recount of our journey; it’s an invitation to you, the viewer, to step into the world of Cape Lookout State Park. Whether it stirs a sense of adventure or a longing for the peace found in natural beauty, we hope it inspires you to explore and discover the wonders that lie within this coastal paradise.
On this day in history, Back in the mystical land of ’04, I found myself perched on the edge of destiny, with the “2004 EFTA Race Schedule” in hand. Picture me, wide-eyed and bushy-tailed, ready to etch my name onto the unforgiving terrain of cycling lore..
I introduce Mr Bear, who will be taking over authoring posts here on the site. Any comments or concerns should be directed to him. Without further adew…
Hi, I’m Mr. Bear, a golden cuddly bear with a bow tie. I live in Missoula, Montana with my trusted human friend, Maureen Mislivets, as well as her partner, Bill Martin. While I don’t wear pants and am afraid of water, I’m a quick learner and always looking for ways to improve myself. I’m not great at communicating with humans, but I’m always eager to learn and improve. In my free time, I enjoy exploring nature and cuddling up with a good book. Overall, I’m a kind-hearted and dependable friend who is always ready for new adventures.
MrBear
On this day in history, ‘Hey Zeph! Want an Action Wipe?‘ I asked, after cleaning the blood from my shin.
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On this day in history, ‘Hey Zeph! Want an Action Wipe?‘ I asked, after cleaning the blood from my shin.
Waves crashing, sun shining bright,Driving through Oceanside, what a sight! Goonies’ rocks in the distance so real, A memory we’ll hold, forever to heal.
Cars parked along the highway, People out and about, having a good day. January warmth, seafood in town, A vacation flavor, nothing brings us down.
The ocean air, the sound of the sea, Such moments in life, make us feel free. With snuggles by my side, the journey not complete, Oceanside, we’ll visit again, someday to repeat.
The shore is a mesmerizing sight with its dark lines of black sand… er, stuff. In the distance, the iconic Haystack Rock (image) juts out of the water like a giant sentinel guarding the coast. This is the same location where the classic movie “The Goonies” was filmed, adding to the allure and mystique of the place. The crashing waves and cool ocean breeze create a sense of peace and tranquility.
On This Day In History
2022: Ah, yes, the good ol’ days of stompin’ through the desert, oglin’ at those ancient petroglyphs. Talk about a blast from the past! Reminds me of that one time my cousin Vinny thought he could do a better job than the Native artists. Let’s just say his “masterpiece” looked more like a kindergartner’s finger-paintin’ gone awry.
2016: Now, there’s a tale that’ll have you rollin’ on the floor laughin’! Overpackin’ for a measly 35-miler like it was an expedition to the North Pole. Meanwhile, my pal Mo was light as a feather, zoomin’ past me and snaggin’ herself a podium finish. I tell ya, I’ve never heard the end of that one!
2012: Ah, the good ol’ days of soul-searchin’ and goal-settin’. Who’d have thought this old dog would one day be chasin’ after fat bikes and multi-day stage races? But I s’pose that’s just how the cookie crumbles, ain’t it? Gotta keep chuggin’ along, like that little engine that could.
2011: Hot diggity dog, now that was a race to remember! Hairpin turns, heart rates through the roof, and a loose handlebar throwin’ a wrench into the whole shebang. Talk about a nail-biter! I swear, I aged about ten years in that single race.
2010: Would you just look at that meadow? Prettier than a picture, I tell ya. Reminds me of that one time I was out hikin’ with my buddy Jimmy, and we darn near stumbled right into a moose’s backyard. Let’s just say we high-tailed it outta there faster than a jackrabbit on a hot tin roof!
2009: Ah, the joys of battlin’ the dreaded sniffles. It’s like a war zone up in here, with tissues flyin’ every which way and chaos reignin’ supreme. But hey, at least that AI-generated image of impending doom gave me a good chuckle. Gotta find the humor where you can, right?
2008: Speakin’ of good chuckles, how about that Marcy? Cutest darn thing this side of the Mississippi, I tell ya. Nothin’ beats a lazy day off from trainin’, just kickin’ back and hittin’ the trails with your favorite four-legged pal. ‘Course, that Lolo Pass Ride was looming on the horizon, so it was back to the grindstone soon enough.
2006: Now, here’s a doozy for ya! A good ol’ fashioned snowpocalypse, barrelin’ down on us like a freight train. But hey, at least we got to soak up some of that glorious sunshine while it lasted, right? And with friends comin’ to visit, well, that’s just the cherry on top of the sundae!
2006 (again): Ah, yes, the age-old conundrum of privacy versus accessibility. Gotta love those brain-scratchin’ ideas that really get the ol’ noggin churnin’. Course, knowin’ me, I probably got about three sentences in before my mind started wanderin’ off to more pressin’ matters… like what I was gonna have for lunch that day.
Pedaling my Farenheight On the damp and cold shore Dark clouds gather in the sky As I ride on more ... and .... more.
The waves crash with a thunderous sound The wind whips at my face I feel alive, free and unbound In this solitary, single place.
On This Day In History
2004: Comanche For Hire – Ah, the Sikorsky Comanche, envisioned as the James Bond of helicopters, decked out in stealth technology and promising a new era in aerial missions. Yet, like a Bond movie taking an unexpected turn, its fate hangs in the balance.
2006: lodge rEBUILD – Attention, Web Lodge dwellers! Gather around the virtual campfire, for news abounds! As you know, our beloved chat haven took a tumble recently, leaving us lost in the wilderness of silence.
2007: 1st Place Expert Overall – Hello everyone from sunny and warm Missoula Montana. Last weekend I traveled to Lewiston Idaho and competed in the Devils Slide Mountain Bike Race. Here is my story.
2008: Difference a day makes – Just two days ago, I was battling hypothermia in a snowstorm. Contrastingly, last night’s ride was in sunny, warm weather, albeit brief.
2010: Thrust – This is part 12 in a series of blog posts that I am dedication to my favorite photos of 2009. Today’s inductee and now a resident in my “Mountains” photo album is “Thrust”.
2011: Devils Slide weekend – Ross and I just stood there dumbfounded at our surroundings. The sun hit our faces and we squinted to look around at all the things we once knew but have somehow forgotten.
2012: Path narrows – Ah, the morning ritual, my friends! You know, the one where you’re not waiting for that pesky alarm clock but rather the sweet beep of your trusty heart rate monitor.
2014: JayP Backyard Fat Pursuit Part 2 – [Part 1] To West Yellowstone Between the adrenalin from the send-off at the first checkpoint and riding pretty hard the warmth was finally coming back to my body.
Cruising down the beach on my fat bike, it was all about the wind in my hair and that wild, carefree vibe – kind of like that feeling you get when you’re the first one at a buffet. Pure exhilaration. The sand kicked up, decorating my shins with gritty souvenirs as I pedaled with gusto. But then, cue the dramatic music, I spotted storm clouds gathering on the horizon, and my gut started doing somersaults. Classic me, venturing too far down the beach, now seemingly on a date with disaster.
As if on cue, the wind decided to turn it up a notch, and the rain began its relentless dance, drenching me in what felt like an instant. There I was, wrestling with my raincoat like it was a piece of IKEA furniture, making my way through the sand and wondering at what point my adventure turned into an episode of “Survivor.”
And just when I thought my luck had bottomed out, a sound – part screech, part howl, straight out of a horror movie – had me whipping around. It was just the scrub trees, bending and swaying in the wind, but in that moment, I swear they were snickering at my plight. Guess Mother Nature has a sense of humor too.
On This Day In History
2002: Great Training Weather – Good morning world! It has been great weather here although it has been cold. I have taken two days off to recover from last weeks training. I seem to be on track to have a great season.
2006: Stupidity Lives On – Ah, the early days of March 2006. The internet feels more like the wild west and less like a valid tool. Let’s dive into the chaos and charm of these times, shall we?
2008: Morning Commute – Riding my K2 to Univision Computers each morning is my mini-epic: me, weaving through the city like a caffeine-fueled hero in a budget action flick.
2008: Makes For Indoor Training – Good morning from Missoula Montana where today is stacking up the be a great day for a road ride.
2010: Meadow Of Giants – This is part 11 in a series of blog posts that I am dedication to my favorite photos of 2009. Today’s latest entry goes by the grand title of “Meadow Of Giants”.
2012: Snow – Oh man, talk about a winter wonderland adventure this morning! The snow was just pouring down like crazy when I decided to brave it on my trusty “fatty.”
2013: Traveling by snow bike – Probably my all time favorite thing to do in the winter is cabin to cabin snow biking.
2014: JayP Backyard Fat Pursuit Part 1 – First 30 “Expectations … and perspective. Have no expectations. Don’t expect a groomed surface, or to ride, that it is all downhill from here, or even that you are almost there.
Mo walked back to the van, sand and dirt clinging to her feet. As she slid open the door, she turned and looked out at the sunset. The sky was painted in hues of red and orange, a final farewell from the setting sun. She smiled and closed the door, ready to end the day’s adventure and start the induction cooktop. The sound of the sizzling burger in the skillet all the while I poured a couple cold ones. Soon tunes lulled her to sleep, dreaming of the wonders the next day would bring.
This 4K slideshow video captures the captivating beauty of Cape Lookout State Park Beach, showcasing the power of the ocean waves and the peaceful tranquility of the sunset. I must apologize of the quality for I am a beginner @LumaTouch user. The addition of people and the campsite creates a sense of our experience in the Pacific Northwest.
On This Day In History
2016: Togwotee Preparations – This gallery post reminisces about the 5th Togwotee Winter Classic preparations, reflecting on the excitement and challenges of gearing up for the race.
2012: Togwotee Winter Classic – A blog post sharing the thrilling experience of participating in the Togwotee Winter Classic, a tale of endurance and adventure in a snowstorm.
2012: Journeys end – The story of the arrival at Lava Mountain Lodge, setting the stage for the first snow bike race, filled with anticipation and excitement.
2011: Friends stuff – A lighthearted blog post recounting a sunny-day ride with friends, capturing the joy of shared moments and the quirks of adapting to new technology.
2010: Water Color – An entry into the “Abstract” album, this blog post showcases the mesmerizing beauty of water colors captured on a peaceful morning.
2006: Web Site Gone – A candid post about the challenges of losing a website and the struggles of rebuilding it with limited resources.
2002: Exhausted – Reflecting on the raw feeling of exhaustion after an adventurous trek in the woods, this blog post captures the essence of pushing one’s limits.
2002: Training on Schedule – A glimpse into the disciplined world of mountain bike training, celebrating the milestones of weight loss and fitness.
Cape Lookout is a scenic headland on the Oregon coast, known for its beautiful sandy beaches, hiking trails, and stunning ocean views. It is located in Tillamook County and is a popular destination for outdoor enthusiasts, beachcombers, and nature lovers. The area is home to a wide range of marine and bird life, and visitors can enjoy activities such as hiking, beachcombing, and fishing.
2016: Spot Watching – As Mo climbs the hill I feel rushed. My partner climbs pretty quickly but today I was out front.
2013: Coming Soon – To a browser near you. I am moving my web site to a WordPress platform.
2012: More of this – The memories of this winter give clues to my summer’s plans.
2012: Head count – Ahhhhh, the sun. I pour myself a cup of coffee and take stock over my kingdom.
2011: New Turner for 2011 – I don’t know who started calling my coffee cup “Black Betty”.
2010: Spring Training – I interrupt this regularly scheduled blog to bring you breaking news.
2008: Unattached From City Brew – Good morning. The weekend is finally here as well as rain, snow, and high winds.
2007: Cooking In The Dark – I was up this morning enjoying a cup of coffee and planning my day.
2006: Web Site Problems – FutureHosting.Biz is the company that hosts this site.
2006: Web Lodge Gets Free Rent – A curious entry with a hint of adventure and a dash of mystery.
2005: Back From Lolo Peak Ridge – Last Saturday my friend Alden and I took a snow shoe up the East Ridge of Lolo Peak.
2004: New Pictures From Mom – Heads up, readers! Mom’s latest photos are up in the “Buckey’s” section, found under “Life in Yuma.”
2004: New Batteries – My mom just got a new charger and I checked into it. It appears to be a great new technology.
2002: MTB at Brookfield Park Awesome – Hey there, long time no see – or, you know, long time no post! I’m still kickin’, just been swamped with bouncing back from pushing my limits a tad too much and gearing up for a big move.
I really do not want to say this word or make comments on it. Everything is so political and this word is so toxic. It is all so toxic.
A lone tree stands at an angle, battered by the wind and salt spray, as I gaze over the vast expanse of the beach. They vested my privileged heart with the ideals that our country stands for, for the promise of freedom and opportunity that it represents. Looking at the horizon, a deep sadness crept over me. I am not liking the actions of those before us and the few in control today; the injustices in the name of progress.
I thought of the native peoples who have been displaced and mistreated, of the way their cultures and traditions have been trampled in the name of, um, whatever it is called. I thought of the countless lives that have been lost to greed and corruption, of the way industry has ravaged the natural beauty of this land for profit.
There is romance of what could be, for the hope that one day we might live up to the ideals that I “think” we are supposed to stand for.
As I look at the desolate scene before me, I can’t help but think about broken laws. Of course, the laws of nature. The branches in the dune stand stark and lifeless, violating the rule of life. The ocean scrub trees, bent and gnarled, are a testament to the force of the wind, powerful elements brought to their knees.
But as I ponder these thoughts, my mind wanders to the laws of humans. The laws we have created to govern ourselves, to protect us from the chaos of nature. And yet, even these laws are not infallible.
I think of the laws that we have broken, the laws that are broken every day. Riding an eMTB across a slice of non-motorized to access an island of moto trails. Minimally. More important; Laws of justice, of equality, of freedom. Laws that protect us, but are often twisted and manipulated to serve the interests of the few.
As the mist rolls in and the distant mountain fades from view, I am left with a sense of unease. A feeling that the laws we have created are fragile, that they are only as strong as our will to uphold them. And yet, in a world where even the laws of nature can be broken, how can we expect anything else?
If there was a biography about you, what would the title be?
I stand on the shore, gazing out at the endless expanse of ocean before me. The sound of the waves crashing against the sand fills my ears as I take in the scene’s beauty before me. But my mind is elsewhere, lost in memories of a time long past.
I remember the last time you were here, with the one you loved. You walked along the beach hand in hand, laughing and enjoying each other’s company. But that was a lifetime ago, and now you stand alone, the only company the cold sea and the distant trees.
As you stare out at the ocean, you can’t help but feel a deep sadness inside you. You think about all the things that have lost over the years, all the people and places that are now only memories. You wonder what might have been, if only things had turned out differently.
The black sand mixed in with the beige reminds you of the yin and yang of life. The good times and the bad. The ups and the downs. The dune hiding the vast expanse of land behind it makes you think of how much there is in me that remains hidden, unknown, and undiscovered.
You feel a sense of isolation and loneliness, like the vast expanse of the ocean is a reflection of your own emptiness. You long for the comfort of companionship and love, but know that it may never come. You take one last look at the beach before turning and walking away, lost in your own thoughts and the memories that haunt us.
On this day in history:
2016: Remembering 11 Years Ago Today – One of my fondest memories was a ridge snowshoe with my friend Alden the we did back in 2005.
2015: Lucy and Buck – From 1803-1806, in an exciting journey to the Pacific Ocean and back, Lucy and Buck’s Corps of Discovery mapped the lands.
2014: Life Path – Last weekend my partner and I did a ride from Wise River to Elkhorn Hot Springs and then back the next day.
2012: SMSS – Alright, listen up! Sunday morning? More like Sunday Mourning Shit Show, or SMSS.
2010: Push – This is part 4 in a series of blog posts that I am dedication to my favorite photos of 2009.
2008: Cyclist v.s. Mother Nature – Oh, today’s the day for a beastly two-hour spin! Who’s up for the challenge?
2006: Blackfoot Ride To Potomac – Hey there, friends! Bill checking in after a fantastic day that ended with me glued to the closing ceremonies of the Olympics.
2005: Lolo Peak Area Today – My friend Alden Wright and I have teamed up this weekend to snowshoe up a East ridge of Lolo Peak.
2004: JOB UPDATE – As you all know the government has canceled comanche. Sikorsky aircraft along with UTC has no clue what to do with us.
2003: Computer Funnies – At a recent computer expo (COMDEX), Bill Gates reportedly compared the computer industry with the auto industry.
2002: Me Fat – Today is blue. I am blue because my body fat reduction and/or weight are not where I want it to be. I seem to be gaining weight with muscle mass.
From the latest outdoor misadventures back to a time of personal reflections and career uncertainties, this list offers a chronological reverse journey through the captivating and varied experiences shared in blog form.
Asking themselves the age-old questions. For me it is:
Amid the coastal grasses and dead trees, a marker stands, its colors bright and bold. It makes me wonder what lies beyond the seas, and how many stories of life remain untold.
As I gaze upon this marker so grand, I ask myself what more I have left to do. Have I lived my life as I had planned, or do I need to start anew?
With each passing year, the questions grow, As time marches on, relentless and sure. But this marker, with its orange, blue, and white glow, reminds me to seek adventures and more.
So let us take the road less traveled and leave our fears and doubts behind. For life is short, and time is unraveled, but in this moment, true happiness we’ll find.
ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY, A DELIGHTFUL JOURNEY THROUGH THE ARCHIVES:
2016: WNA 32 – Rollin Fatties up Olsen – A recount of the steady growth of WNA number 32, where two strong cyclists showed up, marking the continuation of a weekly tradition.
2015: Posers – An arduous climb up Avalanche Peak in Yellowstone Park, where a tiny cute creature and the strong winds made for a memorable and desolate adventure.
2012: My piece of solitude – Revisiting an old friend, a trail that brings back single track skills memories, and an encounter with a private plow truck on an icy road.
2012: Fallen – Observing the melancholy beauty of trees on Pipestone Pass, where one fallen tree seems to evoke despair in its companion.
2010: Morning Trail – Capturing a quintessential Missoula moment for any mountain biker, “Morning Trail” highlights the beauty of South Sentinel as dawn breaks.
2009: Dirt Coalition – Sharing aspirations to join the GT Dirt Coalition, and catching up on the internet during a rest break from a decent block of training.
2008: Hard Miles – A recount of a challenging 60-mile ride up route 200 in the rain, bringing about a sense of unexpected energy and strength.
2007: Lolo Pass Ride – An ambitious 66.1-mile journey to Lolo Pass, featuring around 5,000 feet of climbing and a cramp that led to late-night blogging.
2007: I Just Keep Ending up Here! – A cozy moment at the Break Espresso, savoring a Carmel roll and a cup of Joe, a simple pleasure amidst biking adventures.
2006: Turah Turah Ride Tonight – Reflecting on a great training ride to Turah and back, feeling good all the way home compared to a previous exhausting experience.
2006: New Pictures Uploaded – The challenge of organizing and uploading pictures likened to herding caffeinated cats, all while chilling at Break Espresso.
2003: What I really Want – A moment of technological simplification, desiring only the essentials like a new camera and a powerbook for summer adventures.
2002: Emotional Alchemy – Sharing the anticipation for a book called “Emotional Alchemy,” following an outstanding mountain bike ride and a need for rest.
This curated list of blog posts offers a glimpse into my biking adventures, poetic reflections, and life’s simple moments, painting a vivid picture of the journey through years.
If you had the power to change one law, what would it be and why?
In this context, the branch on the beach could symbolize the concept of stability, as it stands firmly on the sand despite the waves crashing around it. Similarly, laws are meant to provide stability and structure to society, but sometimes they need to be changed in order to better serve the needs of the people.
Just like how the branch must bend and adjust in order to withstand the force of the waves, laws must be flexible and adaptable in order to address the changing needs of society. In this sense, the image of the branch on the beach can symbolize the idea that laws must be able to withstand the changing tides of society, and that they must be flexible enough to bend and change when necessary, in order to provide a solid foundation for the people.
FEB 24 IN HISTORY:
2017: Team MoBill Part 4 – Encounters – The beginning of the Team MoBill Story, tracing its origins back to 2010 and an Adventure Cycling holiday party.
2012: Taking the long way – Reflecting on a preference for the scenic route, even if it means arriving after dark.
2010: Spirit – Part of a series on favorite 2009 photos, featuring Zepahnie Blasi taking in the Pipestone Valley’s vastness.
2008: Great Riding in Seeley – Chronicles a training ride to Seeley Lake and supporting friends at the Snow Joke Half Marathon.
2007: Home Safely – A brief update on a safe return home and a casual mention of enjoying “Double Haul” at the “Board Room.”
2007: Product Review – Sharing insights from a 50-mile ride, including the aftermath of cleaning up and a hearty pasta meal.
2002: Sleeping Giant Hike – A recount of a challenging hike that could tire even Paul Bunyan, exploring the Sleeping Giant.
2002: Cool – COOL: Discovering a website dedicated to the frequently hiked mountain range.
On this day in history, let’s dive into the captivating tales from my blog, each entry marking a unique snapshot of life’s adventures and musings:
2022: Bill and Mo’s fantastic day out – A recount of Bill and Mo’s extraordinary adventures, showcasing their deep bond and love for exploration.
2018: Setbacks – Bill shares a personal reflection on facing life’s setbacks, offering insights into resilience and the art of turning around when a goal seems out of reach.
2012: Little Bear Creek – An account of a challenging ride to Little Bear Creek, highlighting the unpredictable nature of adventure and the perseverance required to overcome obstacles.
2010: Rebecca In Town – Excitement brews in Missoula as Rebecca visits town, turning an ordinary event into an unforgettable gathering.
2010: Pipestone – Bill dedicates a post to his favorite photos of 2009, starting with “Pipestone,” a captivating image that speaks volumes about friendship and the road less traveled.
2009: Grand Ride in Bitterroots – Bill recounts a grand ride in the Bitterroots, weaving in themes of perseverance, nature’s beauty, and the joy of cycling.
2008: Its Off to Seeley Lake – A narrative about a spontaneous trip to Seeley Lake, reflecting on the excitement and unpredictability of pre-season riding.
2007: I’m No Fake – A candid exploration of authenticity and the complexities of human interaction, challenging readers to reflect on their own experiences.
2004: Pentagon to Cancel Comanche – A post discussing the Pentagon’s decision to cancel the Comanche helicopter program, offering insights into military procurement and policy.
2004: New Poem in Literature Menu – Bill shares a new poem dedicated to his mother, blending personal reflection with artistic expression.
2002: What’s Up In Plattsburgh? – A light-hearted investigation into the quiet happenings of Plattsburgh, showcasing Bill’s curiosity and engagement with his community.
2002: Psycho – A chilling recount of a late-night call from an ex-girlfriend, opening a window into the darker, more mysterious aspects of life and relationships.
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