I stumbled into an old graveyard awhile back while touring the middle of nowhere on the dirtbike. Seemed so peaceful until I took a closer look at the stones. Must have been a illness because many died the same year, many young. One stone for entire families in some cases.
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Thats trippy. The scenarios are endless. A busted dam. Freezing temps. Probably not an archery trained Woolley mammoth though.
Whaddup. Randy Rhodes's tomb is still probably the fanciest thing I've seen at a cemetery. It's in Inland Empire. We were kids. Someone said the Earp brothers were buried there so we went over there. They are. But, so is Randy Rhodes.
Big ol huge massive thing. Like this response.
This wasn't like a well kept historical sight or something like that, so I have no clue. It was in the prairies and much of that history deteriorated. They built and lived in sod houses for instance. Cold, famine. Both. Who knows...
What bike were you on?
At that time it would have been a 2006 Honda crf450r.
I might've came back just now hoping it said CR 500. Dude, member those things?!
Yeah I remember those. How could you forget?!