In February I turned 50, half a century old. I remember when I was younger thinking 50 was old, yet when I look in a mirror…I don’t see an old woman. Weird, I see someone who has been through many trials and tribulations but not weathered, not old, just living.
April 30th 2015 (all pics in any of my posts can be clicked for HI REZ versions)
I feel like I am living the 2002 philosophical travel memoir by Neil Peart, Ghost Rider. I get why he kept going out for his rides.
Everyday the roads I travel are stunning and beautiful. Perfect for a bike or car. However, this day despite what I was seeing my drive felt labored. I knew at some point on this trip my head would give in to what I have left behind. As I get closer to taking my Beagles ashes back to his spot in Wyoming, Cruizer’s rock I call it, I seemed to be feeling quite emotional. Today he would have been 11. Continue reading “2015 Long Island or Bust Tour – Day 9 (My head)”
Thanks to my friend Wayne I have changed to the title of this trip. As he pointed out I crossed the border into the USA in about 45 mins after I left BC. 👍 Day 2 was a day that I forgot about why I left BC and that I was moving. I actually felt like I was on a vacation of sorts and just had fun riding through the Cascades in my car. Beautiful mountainous roads, ones that a biker would die for really. One area I wanted to go was blocked by snow but I did get some altitude at this time of year.
Pretty much the reason I focused on Feb. 11th to finish my Winter X Country trip is in my video. Amazing how the regional forecasts I was following all on my trip were correct about mid February on here in NY. Blizzard warnings for Valentines Day, today Feb. 14 and another storm coming in next week. I just hope I can fly out to Vancouver tomorrow.
What keeps one up at night? What goes through the mind to not allow one to rest and refuel like “normal” folks? Plenty of things I suppose. I have a lot to share and I always do but the reason I am up tonight will have to wait for another day. I could say I am awake dreaming about my next ride…which is partly true. Or my future bike? Ahhh…not just yet but I can dream about this exact bike.
I have to post this very REAL and well written post by Fuzzygalore. The Motorcyclist blogger I met the other night here in NY. Her writing kicks my ass in the blogging world but then again as we both discussed this not a competition. I can at least bow my head to someone who really knows how to reach out to her readers. What an amazing skill and gift. I am so disappointed I forgot to take a selfie pic of the two of us but Fuzzy did in fact post her version of us…please continue to reading to find out. 🙂
Heading to New York for US Thanksgiving. Haven’t been back for this holiday in so long. Time to be with family, see some more possible virtual friends and of course old friends alike. Looking forward to getting out of town – oops I have been out of town a lot lately on my bike but now I am flying.