A long sunset ride, way into the night

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Riding into the sunset, it’s such a cliche, but looks cool in the pix at least when doing it the proper way, on a horse, just like in the movies, as you should!“ Gun Roswell


The night falls and time stalls. The soft sand on the beach giving a perfect path for the hard hoofs to thread on making their impressions to last at least a moment before the waves hit the shores adding to the lore. The last rays of the sun trying to catch as moving towards the very west, but that is just the small part of this mission, into perfect bliss. Which we were told does truly exist. And this adventure is about finding out, whether it is the truth or not.

Riding well into the darkness, just as the stars are starting sparkling, feeling like royalty or at least some sort of leisure people. The ride going slow, with several of us in tow, but it’s just the flow of this ride of the night. Catching all those hidden treasures lurking in the dark shadows, as the ride continues towards the sacred meadows, the watery kind, hoping that one place of peace to find, at least on this calm night, where the winds have stopped blowing and totally now flowing with the universe, without reverse.

Mini in blue with a flag on top, a Union Jack but of course!

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“Ride a mini cooper, the tiny four wheel vehicle and you never go back to a Volkswagen, or, what ever kind of car” Gun Roswell


Mini in blue with a flag on top, a Union Jack but of course!

A Union Jack flag, painted, on the very top of her head
Two white ‘go’ stripes, adorning, the hood ahead
Her headlights, big, bright and very shiny things, and yes, oh so metallic
As I continue listing all these qualities, I am getting so, so ecstatic
Darkest of blue, is the shiny coat she wears
Why don’t you, just take a peek inside, if you dare
(I know you want to, go ahead, it’s alright, she won’t bite, well, maybe, just a nibble!)
Lot’s of room, in this small, little gal is packed
Four seats, even ample storage, and a motor, in the back
She truly is, a complete package, of beauty and smart
This tiny, and little, old school mini cooper, is a totally and utterly, lovable car

Up the Escalator I go

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“The ride up, on a metallic contraption? I’d rather not?” Gun Roswell

Up the Escalator I go

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Living life in the mall’s simulator
When riding up and down the escalator
Keeping control, like an operator
From ride to ride, like a navigator
Each passenger, like an imitator
Step by step, feet moving like alternators

Sorry,
No wheels said the administrator
Or you will be labelled a violator
And thrown off from this cycle
Phew, just glad I was not a skater
Maybe sooner, than later
He’ll quit being a hater
Learn how to become a collaborator
And only then,
Be able to ride on the escalator

Street Smart

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“It is totally refurbished, to serve the modern day street user, despite the looks of it, and when riding this one, nobody will mess with you, because they are afraid of getting rust on their clothing!“ Gun Roswell

Street Smart

Not only does it look used and rusted, and the outlook of it is quite busted, but rest assure, that once you jump-start that engine, it will purr like many a small kitten as this is a totally refurbished model, street wise and all that jazz, having the creature comforts of the modern day user, someone who is a doer and not a loser, and it will carry you to whatever kind of meeting or event you had intended to walk to, only now you don’t have to as you can ride this fine small wheeled drive to whatever destination you had in mind, even take it to a shopping mall, as it will fit in any stall, then after all those tasks are completed and you feel a tad depleted, perhaps it is time to rewind and so, what better way to do that, than taking this ole vessel to the sandy shores and ride around with the windows down, which they all ready are so no hassle to be found, and enjoy the ride to the sunset and the nature open wide.

Cars, lorries and other driving vessels

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“Rides of all kinds, are beckoning you to drive, at least, in your dreams” Gun Roswell 

Cars, lorries and other driving vessels

Driving, is a form of meditation, especially, when on a very long haul, where sometimes even time will stall, where the calm of the empty highways, might just cause some unexpected smiling, when finally alone with ones own thoughts, causes a pause, from the daily life, and then to ponder as to the lived life, as there is nothing else to do, except the path ahead to ride.

But, if you are not prepared for that moody blue mood, and the thoughts while left alone, does not really yourself suit, and you really want to have some more fun than simply riding in silence and being totally stunned, then why not put on some travel music instead, and see where it all could lead. Maybe hum along the tunes of old and goldies, or then, rap along the modern sounds, but most importantly, the best thing to do is, to enjoy the ride.

In cars, lorries and other kinds of vehicles you can make the trip either short or even a long one, depending on what the motivated the plan in the first place, but then again, embarking on the ride just for fun, can easily be done.

Bike Ride Day, Everyday

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“Ride on a Sunday, ride on any day, just jump on your bike and ride away!” Gun Roswell

Bike Ride Day, Everyday

It doesn’t matter what time of the year
There is no weather bad enough to fear
When your trusted bike beckons for a ride
That is the time for you to hop on and smile

Ride, ride, ride, until such time you are tired
Ride to the store or the nearest seashore
Ride until there is no more feeling of bore
Ride, along the ends, ride along the time

And when you are done riding
Hang up your bike high up on the wall
Because you, are done hiding

Red ride

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“Ah, to own a red two wheeled ride, of any kind” Gun Roswell

Red ride

There she was, parked at the curve
Waiting for the owner soon to return
As I laid my eyes on to her
All I really wanted to take a ride in turn
As I stood there staring
At the shiny red metal glaring
I swear I could see her flaring
Beckoning for me to a daring
Trip on the road side
An adventure on the wild side
An opportunity once in a lifetime
Knowing full well I could not deny
And before I even realized
I was hopping on the ride
Off and on the world
Little red and me were hurled
Having the time of my life
On this red bike so naughtily wild

Motor Ride

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“On a hog ride today” Gun Roswell

Motor Ride

Standing, parked, in the street corner
Leathery bags setup to adorn her
She is a gorgeous thing
Just looking at it makes you sing

A black and silvery beauty
Was called out for duty
Hauling on an unforgettable ride
Almost close to something divine

When mounting the bike
There is nothing more to like
Than the feel of the power
As on the two wheeled ride tower

Hitting the streets
Nothing better to seek
Then the looks of strangers
Adoring the danger

But soon, the ride is over
It is time the mind to alter
When hopping on a manual bike
And peddling back home with strife!

Sunset Ride

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“Sunset, sea and horses” Gun Roswell

Sunset Ride

A slow ride, on the soft sand
When the sun, is about to descend
Nothing but silence, surrounding
The nature clear and grounding

My stead, moving along
It’s stride, quite strong
Just me, by myself, alone
On this nightly journey, so long

To sun has finally set
And into the nightly sky, the moon let
It’s thin light still so bright
On this journey it just might
Stay all of the night