| Around the bend of Hollow Way The Headless Bushman rides today. At Preston Trail he makes his turn, And shuns the late rush-hour's churn. In Nether Land his specter rests To hide from light-of-day protests. His mountain bike's low growling roar Becomes the stuff of Dallas lore. | View Larger Map |
Sunday, April 5, 2009
The Legend of Preston Hollow
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