The past couple of hours have flown by as I dig through my old music files and fatten the auditory excitation quotient of my phone. It needs to be ready for my next adventure which is t-minus 9 days away. Back to my favorite part of the country.
When passing over the evidence of past adventures the gravity of quests conquered bears little weight to me. However, while hiking last week, my buddy Dustin made the comment, "You have done more things than anybody I have known." Even though this is actually true, that my experiences are of a vast number, my feelings reflect the exact opposite.
Maybe it is because my past few years have seen little distance covered per adventure? Now that I have invested in a faster motorcycle that can cover ground at a rapid rate the adventures are ramping back up. Only for so long as the little baby girl is making herself known through the swell of my lady and the thump of the belly. For me, I have to get while the getting is good.
The past few years of my life have been boring though. I have stayed out of trouble. Made everything look spotless from what was once a thrilling novel. This more normal living is not easy for someone that runs nitroglycerin for the body's sanguine thirst.
From said adventures I will put up some pictures and let them do the talking.
Some great times have been had and the real stuff is about to come.