Whelp. I have to ask. This fine, July Saturday morn, how the canned peach- eating heck are you, dear saddlepals? Right on schedule, ahead we’ve a mighty fine trail ride through the back roads of Santa Clarita history. Ahead of us are lost Boy Scouts, waiting to be rescued, and a gooey old Castaic Lake to […]
Whelp. I have to ask. This fine, July Saturday morn, how the canned peach- eating heck are you, dear saddlepals? Right on schedule, ahead we’ve a mighty fine trail ride through the back roads of Santa Clarita history. Ahead of us are lost Boy Scouts, waiting to be rescued, and a gooey old Castaic Lake to Read More
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