Well... sort of... I'm still bikeless... and living in a horse trailer... one batshit crazy dog and a horse that... yeah... enough of that...
Actually not much to write about... the last two years and more have been a slow motion train wreck...
Divorce, Struggle, Humongous vet bills, Betrayal, Busted shoulders ( fall from a truck not a horse) Humongous repair bills to rival and dwarf the vet bills... you name it and I probably did it wrong...
... and all seeming to be the Boss smacking a slow learner up side the head with a two by four wanting to know; "Yo! Moh-ron! WHACK!! Have I got your attention yet???!!!"
Thing is... he GOT MY ATTENTION. Actually sort of one of those epiphany revelation deals. "I can see clearly now"... the stars are gone. Let's see if I can keep the fog of life from obstructing my vision again in the next few weeks. That's my trouble right now... I know where and how I need to go... onliest problem being that things beyond my control say that trail can't really start until well into September... which leaves a moh-ron plenty of time to muck up the works with second guessing and conjuring up troubles that don't exist! :)
I'm stationary in Missouri for another few weeks... I'll start rolling along about the 5th of September as my labor to restore myself to who and what I was begins. I'll be Colorado bound for a couple of commitments and then on to Montana to start this next chapter of my twisting journey.
I don't want to say too much just now (superstitious you know) but... as I make progress I'll hopefully be able to reveal my successes as I strive to restore my bony ass to the world of the upright and scooter mounted.
I'm hopeful... combined with a nature that's about as stubborn as the boss ever made and I should get where I'm headed... in some fashion... One way or t'other... it'll be a Ride!
- Brian
... Splitting the wind on a Motorcycle... Feeding my soul with the Healing power of the Open Road... following that twisting, Ribbon of Highway that leads me on...
4 comments:
Got my first bike this year at the age of 27, and i've been using it for commuting and traveling with local motorcycle groups. I plan on doing trips across the country, and seeing what there is to see out in the world before everything goes tits up, so to speak. Sorry that you don't have a bike anymore, but you'll eventually get one again. Everything happens for a reason. Find out what that is, and you might be one step closer to controlling your destiny. I'll catch you on one of those historic highways.
Regards.
A.C. Wash DC
2002 Vulcan 500 LTD
Good to see you're still alive and kicking. The rest will sort itself out as it is supposed to.
Back to Life! After divorce and destitution, it's never easy. I'll bet you feel as if you've been through a sausage grinder.
But, life goes on and you're still breathing. . .
Do you still have your land in AZ?
Hopefully our paths will cross again, with you on two wheels.
Smooches!
Just found your blog while doing some motorcycle research. I'm glad you made the right choice about horses, and everything else will straighten itself out. Thanks for all the good info on your blog.
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