one night

riding for africycle around lake ontario in a wickedly hot humid summer . . . . years ago . . . riding into upper new york state . . . a long day . . .a hot, hard, draining, tears every which way day . . . we arrive in a dry campground . . . no fresh drinking water. . . . no showers . . . and still, we set up our tents and change into our "best" clothes for dinner with the local rotary club . . .

on the way in the beautiful, the awesome, the genuine dave barber cranks up the tunes as we let the salty sweat and exhaustion settle into us . . . .

i miss dave barber so bad . . . .

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