little person: as in a dwarf, midget, (a cardboard cut-out will take it for the win) or a young child (i've often refered to my children as "midgets" or "mini-me's") some one kneeling in a pair of shoes with their arms half in the shirt sleeves. or dressed up like a member of the loli-pop-guild or an umpa-lumpa (again, even a cardboard cut-out of one will take first prize)
and if any one can post this before i complete my own challenge tomorrow, i'll throw in the satisfaction of winning this challenge. i really don't like completing my own challenges. ... it is efficient and it is satisfying, but it just feels wrong. ... http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/flax-seed-1.jp g
I'm guessing nobody but you will get this.. finding a little person around here is like finding a Blast coffee table. You know they are out there but you will never see one!
If it does, I want to see your bike on some railroad tracks or in front of a station/depot. Private, industrial or public. Must be in use, working, & not an abandoned or mock-up touristy thing, I'll be looking for shiny rails.
Helmet on mirror as a marker.
Bonus points for striking a pose pointing at your front wheel.
This is just a messing around thing. It's not a winner, but I enjoyed the ride and the pic's.
Note the different rock, it got roughed up a little in the war. Durn Yankee's.
We're ready in case they come back.
This is the last station that Andrew's raiders went through before the abandoned the "General" in the Civil War.
They use the old depot for various things, but it's not really used as it once was. The trains just roll on by these days. Main track is shiny, the depot siding doesn't get much use.
If I ever get out of work in time to get the pics. We've got an active rail running through our property, and I should be able to get the Uly onto 'em.
Oh that is just sweet! Every time I see one of those viddia games where the body goes flying and bouncing off from things I don't sleep well for a week.
Ooh...tracks are still alive? Good. Crossed about six sets on the way home tonight on my "therapy ride". Every time my brain whispered "train tracks" - and not in the "stand up before you permanently injure The Boyz" kinda way, either.
i had been sneaking my bikes in the house for too long. and now that i have a shed, they are all but forbidden. im sitting this one out. maybe i'll go find some train tracks and ride them til i find something photoworthy