{"id":2374,"date":"2014-03-17T01:43:00","date_gmt":"2014-03-17T01:43:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/2014\/03\/17\/itchin-my-sticks"},"modified":"2017-09-17T07:51:25","modified_gmt":"2017-09-17T13:51:25","slug":"itchin-my-sticks","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=2374","title":{"rendered":"itchin’ my sticks"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The hot wax melts slowly along the iron, dripping serendipitously onto the fiberglass.
\nThe motion turns me on, hands move slowly as I caress back and forth, covering every inch.High fuel energy drinks and road food accompany me in good spirits as we travel up, higher and higher.<\/p>\n
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High clouds wisp along the blueness, the sun rising over the mountains on this sublime warm winter’s day.
\nI’m itchin’ to get my sticks out.<\/p>\n

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Not too icy, not too mushy.
\nJust right, as Goldilocks would proclaim.
\nYou got that right.<\/p>\n

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What more can you say, except that in\u00a0Utah<\/a>, it’s where it’s at.
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