Enjoying these mountains is like a daily meal of the highest sustenance for the soul. In the next day I hope to get a haircut and work my way over toward the water west. My cousin and her fiancé live on a massive potato farm in the flatlands where years of erosion have made a fertile environment for produce. Big Ag is not that far away so I will relax in the mountains for yet another day, I know not where I should roam but up, higher to these magnificent hills always seems to be the answer.
In May 2014 I quit my job to ride a Honda Ruckus over 69'000 mi and counting. Wild camping most nights and cooking most of my own meals, I keep the costs low and the landscape changing.