in this (my) neighborhood pt. 85

Brunswick, GA.
On the road… that’s me on US 17…
… otherwise doubling as Coastal Bike Route 95 and the East Coast Greenway…
Approaching Darien, Georgia’s second oldest city
The ruins of the Butler Island Rice Plantation.
Scene of man’s inhumanity to fellow man.
Crossing the inlet of Darrien Creek.
Coffee, banana & chamois butt’r break time at the Shanty Cafe in Darien.
Too much happening in the middle of town: a monument to the Scottish Highlander founders of Darien, a rebuilt 1939 research vessel, and the old time jail and current art center in Darien.
Near the day’s end point in Townsend, GA. They shall speak for themselves…
Air BnB guesthouse for the evening in Townsend, GA.
The bike has its place…
… I have mine.

Day 16
Start: Brunswick, GA
End: Townsend, GA
Miles: 43.65

The weather is forecast to be horrible tomorrow: T-storms, high winds and heavy rain. Instead of riding to Savanah, GA, as I’d originally planned—I’ll take a much shorter day to Richmond Hill, GA, to avoid riding in the mess all day… stay tuned.

What I’m Reading:

…the fact that we all go on pretending things are fine, hoping everything’s a-okay, even though everything is nowhere near okay and we all know it, no matter how many candlelit vigils you hold…

— Lucy Ellmann / Ducks, Newburyport

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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