Time

It’s funny how much variance a person can feel in the passing of time. Wether it’s a boring class which somehow turned one hour into feeling like ten, or maybe a perfect peak that turned ten hours into what felt like one…none of us know how much of it we will get to experience during our lives. I guess that’s why this year my goal is to turn dreams into executable plans of attack and pray that the sun will shine on this goats ass a couple more times before I pass.๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿผ

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Snow delays and Mini hunts

One good thing about the storm that has clogged airports around the country is that it finally generated snow and waves in the region it has stranded me. With a day+ of time on my hands I found this mini in a town that was settled in 1626 and debatably lays claim as birthplace of the US Navy. I’m not sure when the break wall was constructed, but I bet it’s been cranking out minis like this for a historic amount of time.