memories..
Sometimes in the quiet hours of the morning strange memories creep into
my consciousness.
In the past week the following came back to haunt me....
Riding like a mad man around the Isle of Mann on 'Mad Sunday'...
Sitting on top of Mammoth Mountain enjoying the view and marveling about the seismic gear installed there.
Soaking at 'Crab Cooker' in the Mammoth region, enjoying Pina Colladas and Pineapple upside down cake... with about 10 other naked people.
Walking along a path in pursuit of wild trout...
Making a trip to Vegas in 1967, from Orange County to The Strip in under 3 hours (yes, in a car)
my consciousness.
In the past week the following came back to haunt me....
Riding like a mad man around the Isle of Mann on 'Mad Sunday'...
Sitting on top of Mammoth Mountain enjoying the view and marveling about the seismic gear installed there.
Soaking at 'Crab Cooker' in the Mammoth region, enjoying Pina Colladas and Pineapple upside down cake... with about 10 other naked people.
Walking along a path in pursuit of wild trout...
Making a trip to Vegas in 1967, from Orange County to The Strip in under 3 hours (yes, in a car)
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