... 180 miles being the most i've driven in a single day, here's my bike loaded and all ready to go for what i'm hoping will be my first long-distance trip, maine to new hampshire to rhode island and back again ... i've actually a bit of room left in the big bag, and, in case i find something interesting needs collecting, that bag expands to give another 30-40 cubic inches of storage space ... everything is tied down nicely, although, to be honest, i've never feel things are quite as secure as they were in the service when we used mil-spec tie down straps strong enough to tow a car a out of a ditch ... (no, that's neither hyperbole nor hypothetical) ... since i made a decision that this was to be my first trip set to the motto of the post office letter carriers, allowing neither "... rain nor sleet nor gloom ..." to deter me, and i can see over the western horizon that there a few dark clouds making a bit of a threat, i've my rain gear all ready in the little bag strapped over the headlamp ... wish me luck, new hampshire and rhode island, here i come ...
Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.
Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.
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