Another milestone has passed; the trip to Africa is behind me. I could talk about it for hours but not to worry; I won't. At least for a while. All focus will now be on the final preparations for making this ride an experience none of us will ever forget. What I learned on the recent trip is that there are times when you just "let it happen". Some of the most memorable moments came when we were adapting to some real or imagined crisis that threw us off our schedule. Everything I've read so far tells me the same thing. "It's the ride; not the arrival".
I've heard back from our friends at the Silent Service Motorcycle Club (SSMC) in the Seattle area that they will be meeting us in the Coeur d' Alene area and riding with us into Seattle. Talk about a "Wild Hog" moment. I can't wait to experience that. I have visions of riding up a steep mountain road, rounding a bend and there they are; waiting for us with Harley's gleaming in the sunlight. After a round of handshakes and a couple of NTINS the engines roar to life and off we go on the final leg into Washington. From what I've been told we are in for some of the best riding any of us have ever had.
I've also been reading "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" which was a gift from my daughter this Christmas. Coincidentally, the characters are riding from the mid west into Montana. In one of the chapters the author describes trying to camp in the an area "where the cross winds blow". I hope my old bones are up to it because I'm sure going to test them.
In response to Jim's post; as a bonified "snake oil salesman" I have sure fire (.357) remedies for the "rattly" things. And the Lone Ranger taught me that circling my sleeping bag with a horse hair rope will protect me from things that crawl in the night and we all know the Lone Ranger always told the truth.
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