 | Greetings From... S a t u r d a y , J u l y 2 1 , 2 0 0 7 
I popped out of bed on Saturday to a sunny, 60 degree morning. Well, I shouldn't say popped. It was something more akin to a zombie-like drag over the edge of the bed. For some reason I was feeling exceptionally sleepy. But... Time waits for no man and all that. Free, usable (read: rideable) hours are hard to come by and I can either sit around moaning about being tired or I can muscle my way off this sandbar and bask in the natural beauty of things like the Gunks. Shawangunk Mountains
On my way back home, I stopped at one of the overlooks on 44/55 near Minnewaska State Park to grab a quick pic of the valley. A lovely, older gentleman stopped to tell me about his 919. I find it sad when strangers tell me that they feel too old to ride anymore or travel far or whatever. Being or I should say, feeling old sucks!
I stitched some pics together to create a panorama. Click to englarge
Being grown up, isn't half as fun as growing up,
These are the best days of our lives...
-The Ataris
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