It was New Years Day . . . we decided to take the Cog Railroad up to the winter railyard on Mount Washington. My sister and brother in-law Gordon came. It was a great day with family.
I was always too lazy to write one of those Year In Review letters that some folks enclose with their Christmas cards. But this year I thought I grab some photos and clips that are not from my “on the road” travels and put together a short Year In Review. Parental discretion is advised . . . my cat swears more than I do (well close anyway). [sorry for the long pause in the beginning of this post]
Although I went to college in Maine, I never really explored the wild surrounds of the forest and sea. This past weekend we had a wonderful time doing exploration by ATVs and walking the rocky shores. I am grateful to have Pat, Kate and the kids in my life. They remind me what is important.
It was a sunny day – temps in the mid-40s and the winds were calm. I walked the top of mountain, stopped to remember our Steve, how short and precious life is ……..and I took in his eternal view of New Hampshire – and I then departed the mountain.
I had no plans for the next day. I woke that Saturday and decided to go to town to get a coffee. There is only so much instant “camp” coffee one can have.
I rounded the corner past the old bowl mill and sited some activity around the Weston Historical Society Museum. The museums, three buildings in all were located on the town green. Idyllic and picturesque…… I was drawn in.
I was in a slump. It had been a couple of months since my ill-fated Continental Divide Run had ended.
And I had gotten myself, my broken BMW GS and all my riding gear home. And yes, there was also my flight trip back to Louisiana to retrieve my truck and trailer…. In the end, it was about 8,000 miles of travel……. buy truck, motorcycle, U-Haul, airplane, and an empty trailer home.
It had all left me devoid of interest to take on any new adventure or road trip. Everything from the trailer to the bike and ALL the trappings had been cleaned and stored away. It was as if winter was upon us, and it was time to hibernate.
This post is not about motorcycles or motorcycle travel.
It is about how 2020 has given us all pause and forced all of us redesign our daily lives and extending now into our family holidays. It was clear that this Thanksgiving was clearly not going to look like any Normal Rockwell, my childhood, Alice’s Restaurant, or times with family who have since left us.
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