Went to Udo (Cow Island) on the weekend, for shits n giggles. Rode out on the scoots in a little pack, heavy metal thunder. Brought the mandolin. I literally had to tune the damn thing more than I played it, what a sack of shit. Made in Korea, by the way. The Koreans are well known for crafting fine mandolins, I'm sure. Good times though. The owner of the place we stayed at kept sneaking out from around corners, playing the saxophone. Creeper. Sounded like he had a dry reed. There was plenty of sand-whipping mayhem, singing, and libation. Did some good birding/mountain and cave exploration in the morning. Yes I did. Hey old timer! Get offa my damn bike! Cripers.
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