Sunday morning free as a bird. No wife, no kids, no friends. I set out for a mountain adventure. The humidity was killing me but I trudged up as long as I could resting for a delicious lunch. Sometimes a solo run is very peaceful, unless the mountain is laced with evil spirits daunting your every move. ahhahahhahah RideOn!Nicholas Poetker 6-15-14 Solitude | |
| 6 Likes | 6 Dislikes |
| 49 views views | 472 followers |
| Education | Upload TimePublished on 18 Jun 2014 |
Không có nhận xét nào:
Đăng nhận xét