I liked the orange mascot better. This new guy is so small I had a hard time finding him in the grass. At one point, I moved from the right side planter to the left; thinking bikehigh quoted the wrong side. Then, I returned to the right planter and got serious. I must have raised some eyebrows as I thrashed through the planter ATGATT.
After retrieving him, we stopped home. I offered him a coffee but he declined.
I offered him a craft beer but he declined.
He even got to meet Maxwell... no reaction.
So, we got on the road to his next stop. This is the new tag. This abandoned barn is on the edge of South Jersey's greatest asset, the pine barrens.
Bike has not moved.
The mascot is in the corner of the old barn; covered by a red shingle.