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Birds Go Chasing Tractors in Taiwan

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The rider lugged the usual route of 25 km’s.  He made this one into 12 km’s.
The km’s cover pineapple fields, public mango trees that the public may pick from during harvest time, and a temple on top of a hill. 
With lack of exercise, the rider may walk up the hill some days, and make it up the hill on the second try other days.  
With regular exercise, the rider may walk up the hill some days, and make it up the on the second try other days. 
His bike is possibly as old as he is. This at least offers an excuse.
One wheel laid under the rider’s ass. One wheel rider laid under his hands. 
Giant Bicycle did not offer clients a method to propel the bike forward without the sweat, determination, and legs we all walk on, when this bike was made.
The legs often take the rider to work when a change in the every-day routine is needed.
The same feet that operate the gas and break on their way to Xinying Elementary School from Liuying on other mornings now have more rest from a route that …

No GPS Coordinates No Pics Hiking in Miaoli

My eyes still sloped towards the earth. My eyes sloped with conviction from the previous weekend.  
And so on, and so on.
As I sat last weekend, with the back of the rocks digging into my spine, the dirt attached in between my socks and my shoes, my shoes wet, and smelling like a concoction of stinky tofu & river sweat, I did not wish for a rest.
I did not wish for a bar. I did not even wish for a cold Taiwan beer.
The waterfall gushed from 20 meters ahead.
Now, the events of the previous week pass by without much thought.
The student who didn’t sing Heads & Shoulders Knees & Toes like I asked him to, didn’t seem to bother me as much.
The pride I felt, of Danny the former hellion who never used to speak, having to be told he was singing B-I-N-G-O too loudly didn’t seem to matter
The dry rocks can make your ankles twist with every step. The ankles and the knees only twist to a point of slight awkwardness. They never twist more than they should. At least, we hope.
The …