Why? You Ask.

Why do I want to do this ride? Because it terrifies me. Because I need to get out of the city.  Because I need to feel the earth.  Because I need to make something I can be proud of.  Because I need to use my muscles and stretch my character.  Because it isn't always going to be pretty and that makes it beautiful.  Because I have no idea if it's possible for me to accomplish but I will finish it if I have to drag myself there.  Because I don't want to be so dependent on oil and restaurants and technology and I wonder if there is a way around it.  Because I want to survive on less and simplify.  Because a routine is good. Because I don't know if I have the skills but I am trying like hell to learn everything to make it. Because I need a tangible goal to put everything I have into.  Because every day I wonder if I wake up tomorrow and can't walk, what would I wish that I had done?  Because I want to see mountains and sky and space that I have never seen before.   Because people are beautiful and I want to meet them and horses bring out the wonder and excitement in everyone.  Because I'm an adventurer and life is what you make of it.

Motorcycle trip!

My boyfriend and I decided to ride his new motorcycle to see Sturgill Simpson play in Tucson, Az.  We rode around 1500 miles in the trip!  Near the Salton Sea we went through a desert windstorm which turned into a whiteout for awhile.  Battling the wind and sand the bike was at a 45 degree lean for hours.  It was terrifying and exhausting with the semi trucks threatening to suck us under and then push us down once we blasted past.  I finally had to decide to love the semi's and the wind.  I couldn't keep up that amount of adrenaline for so long!  So when a gust would feel like the wheels were going to slide from beneath us, I would laugh as loud as I could and pretend it was a rollercoaster ride.  We started leaning our heads down and I felt like a rocketeer.  I started asking the trucks to honk.  The trip became an adventure and we really felt like we had accomplished something when we finished.  The day after the ride I had the worst MS feelings I have had yet.  My legs vibrated and shook until I couldn't stand and I couldn't bear to move even a toe because of the pins and needles feeling.  But, I meditated.  I breathed.  I hydrated.  And it passed.  I think it was so good for me to experience that.  I know that it will pass and I can complete my journey.  We rode another 500 miles after that.  Traveling at 90mph is exciting, but I really can't wait to travel 5mph with my horse.  I can't wait to feel connected to the land, as opposed to racing over the top of it.