Picked a greenbelt on the map and put on my Chip Gaines fleece and beanie and dipped into a thicket hidden by a suburb and underpass. Found a flat-rock riverbed under a railroad bridge, with pools of water and patches of four-leaf clovers soaking in puddles. Spray can colors sparkled on the rusty bridge, psychedelic cartoons. We hiked by the railroad tracks, hands deep in our pockets like hobos, and a yellow lab cut back and forth along the fence like a quarter-horse, barking all over us like a gargoyle come to life. We settled back onto the trail, as the autumn haze, an amber halo, loomed over the horizon.
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The Rising
A late night trip to Mount Bonnell.
HOW MANY SUMMERS?
for Slim He said it himself at his last birthday party. My best friend wore a blazer and a shirt with a picture of the prez smoking a j....
WALKS WITH A LIMP
Bobby takes a hike to a secret spot at Mount Bonnell and meets two young searchers who inspire him.
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