Sometimes the Best Plan is No Plan …
When I ride away from Houston, I usually have a plan. But not always. Once, a few miles outside of town the Harley rolled down a beautiful two lane blacktop – to the Serengeti Plain. The inhabitants are constantly scanning the horizon. What are they searching for? Does the bike remind them of the dangerous prey in Central Africa? I’ve ridden back over the years hoping it’s still there … sometimes it’s lush, sometimes it’s barren, but it’s always stunning. Stop … stare … and let your imagination run with the Zebras.
FM Rd 362 in Waller County just outside Houston – January 26th 2013
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I am thankful every I am in Texas too.