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Magic isn't always sleight of hand.  Sometimes it happens when a group of bikers ride the back roads through small towns Illinois.  We were rounding a bend about to leave Elmira when we saw a group of horses along the fence greeting us.  We stopped and spent a few minutes with these friendly guys.

About 10 years ago. 







Once, we travelled up to Davenport's summer festival that has had a few locations and not even sure if it even exists anymore.  This was a video of Neighbor Tim giving the riding team in the Wall of Death a dollar for their efforts.

About 8 years ago.







We were all along the Vinoy sea wall awaiting the 4th of July fireworks display in St. Pete when a dog riding at the front of a boat jumped in the water.  They glided over on top of him and rescued it. 


7 years ago.

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