I returned to Ohio from a too short trip to Pennsylvania. So many new memories to savor.
Just one day to rest and repack for another trip to Lake Michigan with my granddaughter, Arianna. She is a senior at Kent State this coming Fall; this will most likely be our last extended visit with each other.
On the way to our lakeshore adventure, we rode for several miles alongside a group from the famous (or is it infamous?) Hell’s Angels motorcycle club.
We found ourselves woven into the tapestry of Americana.
Where goes the wind
I am there