My Life 201

The trip I planned for months in minute detail ,watched almost a bazillion YouTube videos of the route I would be taking and stressed over riding The Hog's Back has come to a successful conclusion. Of course, things did not go exactly as I planned. How dare Mother Nature mess up my detailed planning!  LOL.  Unexpected things and plan adaptations make for an adventure and stories to tell. I traveled solo on my 2016 Harley Davidson Heritage Classic motorcycle for 8 days. 1587 miles total. Seemingly constantly assessing the weather and outrunning the rain and storms, using all of my warm and cold weather gear and finally ending with a 534 mile ride home in one day. I arrived home exhausted, sore and exhilarated. In spite of rain and adapting plans, I got to do pretty much everything I wanted. I did not get to hike in Bryce Canyon, but that was ok. It was my 3rd trip there and I've hiked it before. Also didn't get to hike in Capital Reef national park due t

July 2005 - In spite of being taught to be terrified of motorcycles my whole life, I found myself thoroughly enjoying being a passenger on the back of John's souped up Goldwing motorcycle as he took me on a tour through Southeast Utah.   Sitting on the back   of that bright orange bike in the lime green Kevlar suit he provided, in a seat almost as comfortable as a Lazy Boy, I felt a freedom and exhilaration I had never experienced. After camping in Zion National park, we rode up to Bryce Canyon, then across the famous scenic Highway 12, through Torrey, Utah and down through Monument Valley   to home. The scenery was beyond describable. As I experienced that 1254 mile trip, I never in my wildest dreams thought that I would ever ride with anyone else on a motorcycle and I certainly could not have been convinced that one day I would ride my own Harley Davidson motorcycle on a solo trip along this same route. John was very safety conscious and he wanted to make sure

My Mom was very afraid of motorcycles and although my Dad always wanted one, Mom would not allow it. They were too dangerous. You would surely be killed or maimed. So I was afraid of them too and never ever in a million years would imagine myself getting on one.  When my Dad finally got a motorcycle long after the divorce, I thought he was crazy and I worried. I didn't get it. And when he took off on that motorcycle on a trip across half the country I really thought he was nuts. Why would you expose yourself to that risk and how on earth could it be enjoyable?   Well............ fast forward a few years to 2005. I met John and we developed a serious relationship. John was a retired Firefighter and extremely safety conscious. During our relationship he bought a used Goldwing motorcycle. This was like the Cadillac of bikes. He had it set up with all the comforts and extra safety features. I was, of course, afraid. But I was also intrigued. He was so smart, focused and dedicated to

I was reading a friend's Blog the other day and discovered that the Blog I started back in 2008 is still here.  I haven't posted since 2012.  Well, I got into Facebook and I'm very open on there, so this fell by the wayside. I do love to write and I'm very open about my life. I know often when I write, I write lengthy posts, that people may not even bother to read.  I'd like to think that at least some of my writings interest other people, but these are mostly for myself. It was good to read my earlier posts and revisit what was going on in my life and head in 2008. So much has happened. Some struggles, which is just life , but mostly a lot of really good stuff and major blessings from God . Highlights: Worked my way from Supervisor to Manager. Resolved financial struggles and live pretty comfortably now My 3 furkids (Chinsir, Keisha and MeToo) are all gone now and now I have 2 boys- Taishi and Chintu Solid friendships continue and new ones formed. Strug