On Thursday, toward the end of our group’s 2021 bike ride, Mick and I rode from Grass Valley in the west side of the Sierras to his daughter and son-in-law’s house in Susanville, on the east side. Friday was a family birthday celebration, so that day I took off on a solo ride north on Hwy 139 past Eagle Lake to Alturas and then south on Hwy 395 back to Susanville. That ride provided 135 miles of joy. I left the music off to focus on enjoying the scenery: majestic mountains and lush grassy meadows and high desert, good-sized lakes and dry creek beds. Ponderosa pines and aspen and cedar and pinon pines. Deer and cattle and eagles and hawks and juncos and who knows what else. I apologize for…
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image from LA Times
Here They Come!
Yeah, the pic looks political. The topic looks political. But honestly, they’re not. Hundreds of refugees from Honduras headed north, seeking refuge from gang violence. A week ago, they arrived at the border, and the political discussion over immigrants has grown hotter. But while reading in Mark this week, I came across the passage where…
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