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Kelso-Cima Road isn't too busy, but traffic is fast and there's no paved shoulder, so cars have to change lanes to pass me

01820-motorcycle.jpg I pass my favourite old house in Kelso, the one with the rounded roof and the cabin in the backyard built of railway tiesThumbnailsDatura flowers along Kelso-Cima RoadI pass my favourite old house in Kelso, the one with the rounded roof and the cabin in the backyard built of railway tiesThumbnailsDatura flowers along Kelso-Cima RoadI pass my favourite old house in Kelso, the one with the rounded roof and the cabin in the backyard built of railway tiesThumbnailsDatura flowers along Kelso-Cima RoadI pass my favourite old house in Kelso, the one with the rounded roof and the cabin in the backyard built of railway tiesThumbnailsDatura flowers along Kelso-Cima RoadI pass my favourite old house in Kelso, the one with the rounded roof and the cabin in the backyard built of railway tiesThumbnailsDatura flowers along Kelso-Cima Road

An oncoming motorcyclist and I wave to each other as fellow two-wheeled brethern often do in the desert. I don't "get" intentionally loud motorcycles, but I share with the rest of them a certain minimalist outdoorsiness, since we can't carry all our household comforts on the back of our bikes, motorized or not.