The skies are clear; the air is cold and there is frost on the ground. The ducks and geese are heading south and most of the beautiful fall foliage has found its way to the ground and is ready to be raked up and hauled off to wherever they take that stuff. Right now the "ride" seems more like a dream than a reality waiting to occur; but occur it will and each day as I try to write something relevant my mind wanders to that stretch of road in northern Montana where my ViewMaster memory of the Rocky Mountains will turn into a lifelong memory of actually seeing them come into view.
As this stage there is not much more planning to be done; the basic route has been determined and many of the local sights along the way have been identified. So now it's time to just dream about what it's going to be like as we sit around a table or campsite and share stories, jokes, trade barbs, and try to recapture that spirit of adventure we all knew when we were serving our country in whatever branch of the military we found ourself in. As we approach the Marine Corps Birthday and Veterans Day I find myself remembering my past and looking forward to the future and the adventure we have decided to undertake. The day of departure cannot come too soon for me; I hope all of you who are going along for the "ride" feel the same way.
Enjoy your day; keep planning for the ride and for those still able to ride this time of year "ride safe"
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