I’m on vacation and couldn’t sleep. This trip crossed my mind so I dug up this thread. Looking back on this, at the stage of life I’m in now, I’m so glad I took the time to do this. I met my now wife just months after this, now we have two kids. I surely don’t have time like I once had. I wouldn’t trade it for anything, now we wheel/camp as a family. But I do think back on this often, and how careless and “free” I was as a single man living alone. Duke has since passed on, as did his friend Lilly, and I rarely see those friends I met up with that weekend. Life has changed so much, really in good ways, but changed none the less. As Tracy Lawrence said, time marches on.
Take the trip, take the time off work, push yourself out of your comfort zone, mark something off your bucket list.
I don’t keep a journal, but I should. I see the value in going back and reading the stories I’ve written here and re-living a trip as I do. Thinking of writing the story about AOP last year.