MissMoxy
'svbeesgal'
I finally extricate my story off of facebook and come back to the dear old BARF. BARF is where my tripping drug all began. Little did I think after 8 years, 8 motorcycles and 100,000 mostly solo miles I would still have a fire burning to venture out and find small lines on a map that have encompassed diverse California, tumbleweeds in Nevada, flattened snakes and bunnies in Oregon, pot-bellied donkeys in Utah and farmland in Idaho. These journies are better than many dates I have been on .
I will try not to be too long winded and cover the basics. :teeth
You see, it is hard for me to sit still without thinking about journeying somewhere as each journey unfolds a great chapter of life. My journey wouldn't be a journey without sharing it with others, at BARF meets and, right on this forum of motorcycle enthusiasts who may dream of going on a trip or are trepid about taking that first step. However, the people you meet on the road are well worth the adventures. Lesson number 1, go for it ! Life is unpredictable. Enjoy each breath, each sunrise, sunset and those you love.
It is not the miles covered in a quick pace nor at night for who knows what scenery may be missed. I go for however long I feel the energy and take breaks when needed. (However, 1,000 mile Ironbutts tell a different story...)
So, to begin, my story takes place over 5 days with a sketch of a plan. The rough sketch was- get to Idaho and visit a friend. Ah, first part of planning done. The rest ? I am a go with the flow
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