Friday, November 29, 2013

I had one of those conversations over pumpkin pie and ice cream yesterday. It was during half time of one of the games.

I used to run track, back when, and remain, charitably , somewhat interested in running. That is to say, I’d rather watch than participate. However. . .

One of my part time guests (meaning one of the folks to drop over for coffee and cake) profess he was a runner – read, jogger.

He was carrying-on about the various areas he’d covered in his hobby. I asked him if he’d ever jogged any part of the Flint Hill Nature Trail.

From the look on his face he probably thought I was either changing the subject or trying to trap him into a mis-statement of some sort. I hastened to clear the matter, somewhat, and informed him it is part of the ‘other’ subject we’d been talking about, which was the rails to trails program, of which I’ve written before.

The Flint Hill Nature Trail is, generally, a biking trail covering some 117 miles of  prairie and tall grass lands of Kansas, although, because of the gravel rail beds being the trails surface, they are suitable for runners or hikers.

A tourists hiking trail.

If one is interested in such, try:


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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