the mountains are still receiving snow. It’s May. Nice weather. Traffic is insane. The train seems to be a good way to go north and south. Let someone else drive. Next time.
Another plane tomorrow.
Home.
Travel for business limits exploration.
Planes aren’t designed for exploration. They are designed for business.
Interstates are just beneath planes for journeys of discovery.
A real journey is by two lane travel.
In an old pickup.
Discovery.
That’s living.
No agenda.
Just go where your heart leads.
The biggest ball of twine in the world is quite interesting.
Sitting on the beach at fish pass jetty is prime.
Finding a curly catalpa tree in bloom is magic.
Laying in the grass in a mountain valley next to a gurgling brook watching the stars come out is indescribable.
Sitting in an inner tube on any slow river with friends is priceless.
Wind in your face straddling a big Harley on an empty Nebraska two lane is incredible.
Hanging in a hammock among the giant sequoias is numbing.
Lying on a rock in the middle of the desert at midnight on a clear night will take your breath away.
New York City at Christmas, unforgettable.
Sitting in a hotel room in Denver Colorado with the TV off thinking about my journey is not so bad.
Adding the people I’ve encountered along my path to it all makes my experience on this planet priceless.
Louis Armstrong got it right, it’s a wonderful world.
Later,
No comments:
Post a Comment
Keep it clean...