It was a lovely day. I stood there while Cheyenne sniffed around. I took pictures and cropped them and I realized they told a story, or several stories. Two wheeled travel, by bike scooter and motorbike. One picture is a duplicate, cropped differently. The first picture was me driving Cheyenne home, about to embark on the forty foot tall Niles Channel Bridge and marveling at how unusually empty the highway was.