Man, it’s snowing outside. These are the worst times for a guy who rides. I’m going to power it out and ride my bike to work in the morning very carefully, and by the afternoon I’m hoping the snow melts because I can’t take not riding for another day. I pussed out this morning and Robyn took me to work in the rain. I shoulda rode.
I’m planning my spring run. Next spring, like I did last year, I’m going to take a run to glenrio texas and sleep amidst the abandoned gas stations, hotels with the freeway an 1/8 of a mile away. Ill pull up tired, take the bungee chords off of my tour pak that hold my bed roll, get situated, have a nip of 12 year old scotch, and stare at the stars. I’ll think about the day before, my life ahead, and wonder what my wife and kids are doing. I’ll find my place in the universe, and it’ll be rock solid, yet again. I’ll sleep in my sleeping bag, with a loaded gun under my pillow, because I won’t risk my place in the universe and getting home to my family. In the morning, ill stir a bit, wonder where I’m going to get a cup of coffee and see what I hadn’t seen the night before because of the cover of night. I’ll walk around, fully realizing that Ive got to make 500 miles that day to make it home in 2 days. I’ll take a bunch of pictures, wishing I’d had made it closer to adrian texas, and miss things that 10 miles down the road will make me realize I’ll have to come this way again.
I’ll head the 41 miles into Tucumcari, knowing I’ve got a full day to make 500 miles, and eat breakfast. I’ll check out the blue swallow motel, stop and take some pictures and maybe even say hello to the proprietors, and shoot the bull about route 66 and try and get a feeling how hard it is to turn a dollar on a historic route, and wishing I was them. I won’t care so much, how many miles I’ll make that day. After all, it will be saturday, and I’ll know that push comes to shove I can Iron butt it back to utah. I won’t let anything get in the way of this perfect saturday. It Will be perfect.
I’ll ride through santa Rosa NM, looking for the places I’ve seen in books a hundred times before. Clines Corners. Moriarty, looking for a gem, because I’d crammed for this test days before. I’ll more than likely bypass Albuqurque to make time, and yet again take alternate routes through Grants and Thoreau, looking for places that have been ignored, and wondering about how they relate to me. Ill love this section of route. It’ll be colder that I want, and I won’t care. I’m seeing places that I’m passionate about and that I know only a few care about.
Ill spend the night in Holbrook KOA because its familar, and because I know that I can be home by 3PM sunday.
I can’t wait to go.
I just checked, its still snowing outside. WTF, I don’t want to wait that long
Snow sucks. Time to come to Phoenix! 🙂
Sounds like a nice spring run. I can't wait to do a long run in the spring.
Ann, I can't wait to get down there. So many places to explore that I haven't seen. I've exhausted utah.
Ann, I can't wait to get down there. So many places to explore that I haven't seen. I've exhausted utah.
My bike is up for the winter (sigh). Now I'm reduced to going out a sitting on it. Or sitting in the housed watching Y'all Tube video's of other people riding.
Your spring run sounds terrific. Hope it happens just like you imagine.
Terrible thing trevor to say that your bike is up for the winter. I can tell you tho, my spring run will probably go near exactly how I imagine it. Its how it rolls every time. Seems like I do things the same way every time. It's gonna be good. Stay true out there brother. May you and yours have a very merry christmas.