To Hell With Plans!

My ride scheduling skills are terrible, not made easier by the fact that my map apps won’t let me put in multiple destinations so I can find the ultimate route. It’s point A to point B. That’s it. I’ve flogged that dead horse already. What the maps tell me are going to be 6 hour rides turn into 9! That’s too long. I don’t drink enough water, I don’t eat as frequently as I should, all keving me cranky at the end of the ride. I’ve got a lot more miles ahead of me and not enough blood pressure meds to go around. 

I know where I need to go so I’m just going to wing it. West Yellowstone, Grand Tetons, Devils Tower. However the hell I get there and by whatever route looks best. A series of A to B plots. I need to enjoy the ride, not stress out about it. If I wanted stress I could’ve stayed home and just gone to work. 

We’ll see how that works out. If you don’t hear from me in a few days…it’s because I can’t find a signal.

Btw, these pillows were great! The rest of the hotel, including the ice machines they shut off at night, can go fuck themselves. Ice machines shut off! Front desk told me to come downstairs and she’d dig around for some ice for me! Ha.  




About heartajack

I'm a graphic designer and occasional filmmaker that recently discovered the awesomeness that is the Can-Am Spyder Roadster. In recent years I've become obsessed with food and learning how to prepare it. I make the best damn ribs...EVER.
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