Kyle Memoir 🍉<p><span class="h-card" translate="no"><a href="https://press.coop/@thehill" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@<span>thehill</span></a></span> </p><p>Some years ago, I attended a talk at a <a href="https://mastodon.online/tags/Toronto" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Toronto</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.online/tags/BWM" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>BWM</span></a> event featuring a <a href="https://mastodon.online/tags/motorcycle" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>motorcycle</span></a> rider who’d completed a round-the-world trip on one of BMW’s venerable 650cc singles. </p><p><a href="https://mastodon.online/tags/Utah" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Utah</span></a> was the only place he camped where his tent received gunfire—a concealed marksman picking off his cooking gear, etc., with a night scope. </p><p><a href="https://mastodon.online/tags/guns" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>guns</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.online/tags/camping" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>camping</span></a></p>