My bike, me and our bald tire went on to Bridgeport ,WV today. It took me quite some time to get out of a 50 mile radius and when I finally did, I got another speeding ticket. Anyhow, it's so hard not to go under 55 on this thing. The clouds played with my emotions for the past few days and with this tire looking a little shifty, rain wasn't an option. I rolled in town around 7 and met up with Seth. Seth is a great friend of mine that use to live in Knoxville, Tn. that worked at Cycle Stop. Tonight we listened to records, caught up and had some dinner. The next morning he rode out 60 miles with me and it was adios. It was cool that I kept going and reached West Virginia to see Seth. It was just too easy to come on home from Wyoming or even Cincinnati, because there seems to be nothing in the middle of the United States, but if you look hard enough you'll find something. Still trying to find it. I guess it was more about knowing if I could keep going and of course the ride. And I did, and this morning when I was packing my gear, I felt a huge sadness and happiness that this was the last day of my journey and I have made it 7800 miles in just a little under a month. I will be able to cross this off my bucket list now. This trip has made me more appreciative of the United States, restored my faith in humanity, and found out a lot about myself that seemed so lost. It is so hard to take in all the natural, beautiful wonders of the National Parks, the kindness that everyone showed us and the amazing weather we were blessed with. When you travel around out of a bag for a month you realize how little you need, and everything you do need is in your heart and the memories you have in your mind. Maybe I'll tackle South America next year. YEEEE HAWWWW!
