The gr8ful grind

Let go of anger; It's an acid that eats away the delicate layers of your happiness

The reverse side has also its reverse side

Monday, October 03, 2005

I felt like I was in Butch Cassady and The Sundance Kid (who ARE those guys), or expected one of John Wayne's Indian scouts to appear at any minute, when I took this photo. On the Schnebly Hill climb (4 miles and 1100 feet one way). Sept. 23, 2005.


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