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Instagram: January 27, 2020 at 09:20PM

Instagram: January 27, 2020 at 09:20PM

Things I could use:
(In no particular order)
+ A lint roller
+ Jack Daniels
+ A hug

After a bit of a rocky start this morning, I finally got underway on a road trip.

It isn’t uncommon for me to kind of burn the first day getting my sea legs.

I left home with ZERO plan. I reserved the bike yesterday right before I flew out and put no thought into what to do with my time.

So, I just sorta winged it today and landed in Palm Springs for the night. Not sure what tomorrow will bring. Hopefully more sunshine and nice, warm weather.

Right in, ride on.

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Route 66 – A Leap of Faith

Route 66 – A Leap of Faith

When the calendar rolled over to 2015 and the Northeast was frozen in the icy grip of a polar vortex, I didn’t really expect to see any part of Route 66. I mean, sure I’ve always fancifully thought about it but never in a real “I should do this now!” sort of way. But here you have it – my motorcycle boots on Route 66 in Illinois.

Life is mysterious and full of possibility. Gotta take a leap of faith now and then.

route 66 santa monica pier

Not only did I see the part of the eastern leg of Route 66, but I found myself standing next to the sign at the western terminus on the Santa Monica pier in the springtime. Again, when January showed its face I didn’t expect to be in the warm California sun during the year either.

Being impulsive has its perks.

illinois route 66 sign

Route 66 holds mythical sway over my imagination. Now that I’ve traveled a small length of it, I want to know more. The road seems to hold the ghosts and dreams of the people who went before you, the people searching for something, searching for themselves. There are images burned in to our collective consciousness that I need to see with my own eyes. I need to know the Mother Road.