Day 1: 370 miles to Santa Barbara
Day 2: 150 miles to Los Angeles
Day 3: 300 miles to Las Vegas
Day 4: 1 mile to the Casinos
Day 5: 270 miles to Williams
Day 6: 200 miles to Page (Grand Canyon)
check out my new licence plate!!
at the hoover dam.
at lake mead
Why I travel by bike
Travelling with a car is a security issue:
Travelling with a motorhome is a safety issue:
a burning motorhome on the route 66
What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!
Finally alone or The demons of doubt
When I left home to travel around the world I decided to travel alone. At that point most travelling people would say, that this is the best thing to do anyway. Being alone forces you to make your own decisions as you go. There is nobody, who argues in favour or against a certain idea. You have to know what you want and find out if it is possible to do or not. Until I left San Francisco there was not a single day, on which I was actually alone. All the people I met and all the friends I found are an incredible enrichment for this trip, if not even more than that. But now that I am on the road with nothing but the landscape ahead of me and the machine pulling me towards the horizon I am finally alone. Nobody is there to discuss the plans for the next day or to watch a movie with or to do conversation.
It feels wonderful.
I think I am not a brave guy. I think brave is someone, who makes decisions and sticks to it no matter what. No doubts or bad thoughts come to his mind about what he did and if it was the right thing to do. Especially when high risks of failure and high prices are involved it is a virtue to make a certain decision and not having bad feelings afterwards.
As far as I can tell the decision to travel alone was the most important decision I made in my whole life. I sacrificed everything I had, which means I paid a high price and the risk of failure is high as shit, because I don’t even know what the point of all this is. I had hard feelings after those decisions and I call them my “demons of doubt”. They haunted me after quitting my job in Munich and they haunted me after buying the bike to cross the US. At least I learned one thing: The demons of doubt are completely pointless. They don’t help coping with the situation, they don’t give you power and they don’t support you in any way. One thing is clear: Get rid of your demons, make decisions and life a happy life in the moment.
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