
Here's my mom fishing it up.

When I was little, I wanted to ollie this gap (off of the platform over the rail) soooo badly. That roof structure wasn't always there, but by the time I was good enough to actually ollie this leap of faith, the bastards of Amboy had done me in by building a roof over my dreams. My sponsor tape will never forgive you Amboy.

I love these windmills. I think that I have some wierd spiritual bond with them because when I see them I am hypnotized. This is by far the biggest one that I've ever seen. You can see one of the wings sitting on the ground too. I love how the music goes with the rotation.......
dracula mountain, you sly devil!
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ReplyDeleteyou lived by Amoby? dang i was in Oregon...
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ReplyDeleteIt's Amboy, Illinois. And I never lived there, I just used to drive through a few times each summer. Who are you Anonymous?
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