I know that I am one lucky lady.
I know that time may disappear while driving in a Westfalia. Just straight up vanish.
I know that the Grand Canyon is rather grand.
I know that a hard days work is incredibly satisfying.
I know that 50+ miles in two days is too much for a dog, no matter how excited she is to be on a ride.
I now know that pine trees to grow to be bigger than I ever thought possible. I know that riding through old growth forests is a very special experience and why I never want to leave the three states that make up the west coast.
I know that first hand information about anything is always the best. Trails, food, beer, local swimming holes and camping spots.
I know that it is always good to slow down. I know that watching the sun come up is an exercise in slowing down.
I know never to pass judgment-ever. Period. I also know to try and get to know the people you are surrounded by. People have interesting stories and usually want to talk about them.
I don't know if aliens landed at area 51, if they did I am glad they choose the middle of Nevada and not the Pacfic Northwest.
they took their terminally ill friend for his first and last ride on red rock. I know that life is precious folks.
I know that we rode almost 400 miles of trail, climbed almost 50,000 feet of trail in 6 states and 12 locations. I know that Galbraith is a special place, Squamish has the best trails and they are both moments from our house.
I know that coming home is bittersweet. It is great to be home but hard to adjust.