Welcome to Nowhere
The sign, I wonder if I wrote about it in the past?
It’s enigmatic, powerful, speaks volumes to me while saying nothing much at all. The first image, I captured with the older camera. Halfway to nowhere, for sure, I believe, it’s the old 183 to Port Aransas.
Pass through Gonzales and Goliad, part the Texas Freedom Trail, or decent historical notes, either way.
I was that way, not long ago, maybe a few months past, and as near as I can recall, the ranch, the location was no longer there. No, the land must still be there, but I don’t recall the sign and the gate. Zipping along in a hybrid at 70+ –honestly– it would be easy to miss it.
The new horoscopes are available now!
I’m working in Austin that Sunday, and realistically? Motorcycles and racing motorcycles, especially big, fast motorcycles?
It’s a much younger man’s game.