it's the eve of my journey west and I almost can't contain my excitement. there is something very freeing about being on the road, it's like the flood gates lifted from my soul, suddenly I have no containment. I am to travel a thousand miles to be where my heart desires. I don't quite understand my attraction to these mountains, but for something with such a solid foundation, they sure do move me. I don't want a gps, I want a road atlas and some sunglasses, a cup of coffee and good music to lead me to the quiet and solitude of nature. hardly adventurous to ride in such comfort, but I guess there are benefits to sucking air at this particular time, haha. I intend to share here what I experience, and it should be quite an experiment.
I absolutely can't wait to see the darkest sky full of stars.