A rant about the things that get to me, the occasional rally report or ride report, my rally calendar and some other things that I have to get out somehow.
Pogo flickers into being on Friday afternoon in the excitement of planning a ride or a rally, and fades away in the sadness that comes at the end of the ride on Sunday evening.
These pages are an attempt to hold on to the space in the middle, to say the things that I wanted to say, and remember the things that I thought at the time.
