five stops for fuel, three cigarettes,
one sugar-free redbull, nap, five hour energy, smoothie, raspberry yogurt, and 615 miles later I arrived in Portland.
riding my motorcycle all day through endless construction zones and the heat in full leathers leaves my ass sore and my hands calloused. my ears buzz and I am chilled, happily exhausted, and ready for more. though the future is unknowable, I am, in this moment, content.
adventure sox and all
2 comments:
kwaaaazy girl. xoxoxox
I realized about halfway through Oregon that riding from Sonoma county to Portland in one day was a lot like rollerskating six miles on dry creek road. I did it and once was enough to prove that I could. see you soon love
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