Saturday, July 27, 2013

I Know Nothing...

and I admit this....only after many kms do I realize and acknowledge that I still have so much to learn. Gripping handlebars, squinting in the sun, I am cognizant of my vulnerability. Sure...I wax bravado and pass cars..I bolster confidence for corner beyond corner..but ever aware I know nothing. I am tired and invigorated. My arms ache...clutch, shift, throttle, repeat...amidst the unleash of freedom I feel. A mix of songs in my head and I try to dance my bike to the music. Ebbing, flowing curving with the road. I know nothing..

another amazing journey..

from home to Port Renfrew - and then to Chemanus. Rolling hills, sweeping curves, a few jolts on the ride up to Jordan River. I am reminded that my 250 is maxed out at 100k's. Clutch, corner, throttle, gun repeat for miles and miles. Rolling waves peek through trees and the wind gusts enough to remind me we are as far west in Canada as possible. In a few weeks we will be on the east coast - as far east as possible. I will love the contrast, though believe the topography has similarities. The sea ebbs and cuts a swathe creating craggy shoreline amidst calm bays. Bliss....