Well, lucky number seven passed me byLucky number seven called my name and passed on byWell he came back don’t you knowWith his brother six in towAnd that is how number thirteen wound up at my side And that is how I got these lonesome Johnny bluesHow I got these lonesome Johnny bluesGot the lonesome…
Board’s gone. Used to be a board here to cross the stream. Has been there for years. It was a strip of tree that was rounded on the bottom (live) and the top was cut flat, like it was an off-cut from a sawmill. It laid across this spot, seems like, forever, curved side down.…
If I had a farm, this is what riding around on it would be like. As such, I have no farm, but have the benefit of farm riding without the farm work.
There is a section of the Lincoln Trail on the south-side in Fredericton by the airport that I call The Forest of Fredrenberg after the famous Forest of Arenberg sector in the single-day classic, Paris-Roubaix. Also known as the Trench of Arenberg, it is a legendary section of ‘road’ in cycling. “Officially, the 2,300 meters of…