Dirt road

reflective tape are in good condition as well. Keep all lights, reflectors, and tape clean of dirt, mud, and salt. Don't Pull out in Front of Traffic in Conditions of Poor Visibility or Poor Traction Poor visibility includes fog, smoke, dust, and darkness. Don't force other vehicles to brake for you under these conditions. Allow enough time to complete your maneuver before oncoming traffic reaches you. When road conditions are slippery, you must allow even more time because the poor traction…

It is impossible to write anything new. Everything has already been done, already been said, but writers take inspiration where they can get it, read what other people have written, and this encourages them to write something of their own. They add to the ongoing conversation. Sometimes, experimentation with writing happens as writers feel the need to, maybe not say something completely new, but to say it in an innovative way. This is how new genres, such as American fabulism, are born, coming…

was aching, but having fallen plenty of times in the past, I did not think much of it. So I hopped back on my bike and rode up to the house. Upon arriving in my driveway, I was greeted by my worried mom, who between my softball size elbow and badly road rashed arm, became a nascar driver on the way to the emergency room. Pulling into the parking lot there, is when the true pain in my elbow appeared. My heart rate had finally dropped and my adrenaline had drained, all that was left was pain, and…

With the music blasting Jake, Dante and I all have a good time. The wind comes in through the window and just riding in the car on the open road feels refreshing.The music stops playing and I look over to admire a huge mountain. I ask my friend Jake about the mountain. I ask him because he comes up to Jackson Hole all the time with his family. I learn that the mountain called The Sleeping Indian stood at 11,000 feet above sea level. I ask how it got the name. My friend Jake responded saying…

Thud! Thud! Thud! I ran down the rocky dirt driveway of my neighbors house and into the the dark green forest all the way to the teppe as fast as my little legs could carry me. Me and Mason, my friend, were at my house and we were doing pranks to the neighbors. My friend, mason, looked at me with a strange smile and said. “ I dare you to go over to matt's house and watch whatever he's doing and if he doesn't see you yell you stink.” He turned his attention to the second house on the right.…

He slowly approached the road that seemed to stretch forever to the north and bent east after about a mile on the southern bound lane. He looked up at the power lines and followed them as far back as his eyes permitted. Squinting through the slight fog he could see the faint outline of the highland that he had been upon. He looked back at the sun-bleached, rotting road and sighed. Although he lived disconnected from society, he felt as if he connected to something else. He later realized that on…

the 187 miles outside of the capital, I passed one store, one bathroom, and a few shacks with the word “Bank” painted on them. The bus drove through a river, stopped for an hour while a makeshift road crew moved boulders that had fallen in the road and miraculously drove along the winding narrow dirt paths in the mountains with only the dim headlights to light the way without falling over the cliffs. The only hint of infrastructure was the fact that I still had internet on my cell phone once…

She ran, and ran, and ran until she tripped on a log and fell face first into the dirt. She turned and looked all around her but saw nothing. She heard footsteps and knew it was the end, until she heard a familiar voice. Jack was calling to her through the bushes. She got up and stumbled towards him, noticing that she had blood trickling…

precious metal. His khaki pants remain wrinkle free, despite Clarence having been on the road for the past three weeks. His grey button down shirt is tucked into the pants, and his navy sweater vest is lint free. His shoes are polished and shiny under the dash. His face is clean shaven, and his thinning blonde hair is neatly combed, every hair in its place. The old SUV is spotless inside, not a speck of dirt or dust to be found anywhere.…

beer, and some jerky. After that I looked around for anything useful outside the camper, I walked on the left side of the camper can found a hose, I turned the water on and the water the worst but best water I’ve ever had it was hot and tasted like dirt. All three of us had some of that water, we were relieved that we found water in the middle of nowhere.…