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BACKROADS • AUGUST 2021 good number of gravel miles and a brief stop at the artist home of Paul Sabin – Frosty Hollar Art. Truly a bit of Mysterious America for those who can find it. A wonderful mish-mosh of one man’s unlimited creativity.
The Hawks Nest, High Point, and County Road 519 led us back to our part of the Garden State and home. An undetermined sport bike followed us onto 519 and, while Shira was certainly doing a spirited pace, this rider was looking to do a bit more, as he or she was dragging a knee through the turns. We pulled over before Beemerville to let the rider go by, disappearing into the distance. Putting the last 400 miles behind us and pulling into Backroads Central ahead of the darkness, with enough time to let Spenser T. Cat enjoy the evening for a bit, we looked at each other and nodded, knowing that these past four days, and well over a thousand miles, were productive and cathartic. Shira had knitted together some great roads and given us some places to share with you later in the year, not to mention giving me the chance to take a back seat while enjoying a great ride into the mountains to the north. ,
