There's gonna be some of this...
|Heading through the Colorado Mountains. I'll never make fun of John Denver songs again.|
And some of this...
|The Big White Guy washes and I just look cute. :)|
|Gotta keep everyone on their toes. :) Standing at the edge of a cliff trying to look tough always works.|
Every ride is an adventure. Even the worst rides are fun. We made a run to Vegas in March to see our new granddaughter. March is still pretty chilly in evenings and we got a late start out of Vegas. Needless to say I was frozen to the bike and just about tipped us over trying to climb off. We both hurt like hell It was still better than sitting at home on the couch or riding in a cage. Wouldn't trade that ride for a million sunny days in a car.
It's pretty tough to explain if you've never done it. When you are on a bike you ARE in the moment and IN the environment around you. There are no boundaries, no barriers, no to do lists, no what you should be doing, no who you should be, no phones, no nagging, no expectations, no safety nets, there is only freedom in it's rawest form. You are a part of everything around you, not just viewing it through a window. It's the kind of thing that reminds you not only that you are alive, but to live, really live in each moment.
The big white guy and I are both wild, crazy, passionate, and very intense (makes for an interesting relationship). Being on the road does for us what everyday living cannot. It feeds the wildness in us both. It reminds us of who we really are at our core and it connects us to that part of ourselves. It is the release from the box of normal living that doesn't always serve our true natures. That explains why we've rode about 30,000 miles in four years. Which is still not nearly enough, but it is what we've been able to manage. There's never been a bad mile nor do I expect there ever will be. This is why we ride.