Detractor of gravity
You’ve taken the weight off my shoulders
My back, my knees, and my mind
Flying over mountains
High passes with sub freezing winds slapping us around
The lowest of lows with scorching temperatures
Death Valley, the Mojave
You kept your cool when I lost mine
A violet ray skimming through gravity
Provider of shade and a safe place to lay
We discovered the wonders of nature
Had our high times
A sunshine daydream.
Leaving Vermont on August 5. Driving through upstate NY for the first time was a far cry from my experience in NYC. Farm stands galore, friendly people, and some rough winds.
Middle America aka the homogeneous blur between the eastern and western United States.
I felt this small in the expanse of farmlands throughout South Dakota
The historic ‘Mormon Row’ outside of Jackson, WY. Yay for Mormonism!
First Mars landing: Arches National Park, UT.
I would like to officially thank the Honda Engineers of the 1980s for designing this bike to double as a lounge chair. Thanks homies!
Driving the Vegas strip took a lot out of me, had a quick nap before continuing on into the Mojave National Preserve for some desert camping.
It was over 120 degrees during the day so I decided the only way to drive around Death Valley with any level of comfort was to get up at 2am and explore until I found a spot to catch the sunrise.