Day Eleven: May 10, 2007

Northport, WA

I took the day off today to visit with Dave and Sue Chambers and reflect on the trip thus far. Around lunch Sue and I walked over to Rick and Vicky Johnson’s for a short visit with them and their son Joe. Barbara, Sue’s mom was up for a visit and ended up hospitalized in Colville with a serious staff infection. We went to see her before going to dinner at a little pub in Colville.

Over the day, I reflected on my experience thus far on the trip and several things came to mind:

Bear Camp Road: It’s easy to be an armchair quarterback. As I mentioned in an earlier post, the second day out, I took the same route that CNET Editor James Kim took in December of 2006. I remember reading the news reports and thinking “what was he thinking taking his family out on a back country road like that?!” Having actually been there and experienced it, I now know. The road starts fine. It’s broad, well paved and is clearly a two lane highway. It just gradually gets narrower and narrower and rougher and rougher. I hate to admit it, but as someone that has had quite a bit of wilderness and survival training, I sat in judgment of Kim’s decisions — all based on the news reports. Now, having “been there — done that” I’m reminded that the news rarely tells the whole story, and I’ve vowed to come to conclusions much more slowly in areas where I have no direct experience.

Friends: Pete said it well: “Good friends salt a trip like this.” Getting to catch up with Bob Rankin, being there when Connor smoked his first cigar, riding with Pete, meeting Tim and Mrs. Moon, listening to Master Chief stories, and spending time with Dave, Sue and Barbara have really made the trip special. The people you choose to spend time with say a lot about you — because they have the biggest chance to influence your outlook on life. This has been an amazing trip – filled with people that have passion, character, and vision — exactly the influences I’m looking for. Special thanks to the Rankin’s, the Moon’s, and the Chambers for their generous hospitality!

Things happen for a reason: And most of the time we have no idea what it is. Pete mentioned the couple we meet outside of Banff, Barry and Paula. After they had driven off and Pete told me about Barry having cancer, I spent the next leg of the journey thinking about my interaction with Barry. I regretted not being able to offer him some level of encouragement until it donned on me — perhaps spending 20 minutes interacting with a fellow motorcycle enthusiast in a normal way was encouragement enough. In fact, they were probably more of an encouragement to me. Paula said they had been married 44 years and they obviously had a very positive outlook on life despite their situation. I regret not exchanging contact information with them. Had Pete and I not lingered over coffee that morning, would we have met them?

Sitting in a saddle watching the scenery go by gives you a lot of time to reflect. I’m reflecting a lot right now on the decisions that I’ve made in my life; the good, the bad, and the colossally stupid. I’m looking to learn what I can and keep making good decisions, taking advantage of opportunities as they are presented, and setting a trajectory toward the person I want to become.

Now I’ve gone and gotten all pseudo-philosophical on you. Back to the road trip tomorrow.

  • kdawson

    Fantastic blog on the trip so far. Rachel and I went to see “28 Weeks Later” last night and when we returned a bit after midnight, your commentary and photos were just the palate cleansing sorbet we needed. It reminded us of how incredible our cross-country trip last year was (albeit in a ‘cage’) and how the desire to explore/experience/discover is completely fundamental to the human psyche. The greatest part of any adventure is realizing how special the experience is and truly being able to live in the moment. Life? You’re soaking in it!

    Bon Voyage!

  • Glock

    Bill, it is good to read your “open” journal. Transparency is under-rated to be sure. Between 1990 and Aug of 1996 I spent a total of 540 days on the road (most in 90 day segments). During that time I covered about 60,000 miles.

    The road and the constant change of scenery pretty well ejects you from society at large. You suddenly find yourself at an entirely different internal pace. And I found that relating to those still “at speed” was one of the most strange things I’ve experienced.

    Since most of my travel was during the summers between years in college and grad school, I was somewhat bemused that it always took me until about Thanksgiving break to have any sense of re-assimilation – a fact I both disdained and welcomed.

    Had my travels been as intentional as yours, I would have hoped to never re-assimilate…or at least to not return to the same patterns that the road somehow eliminated.

    Anyhow, I got your VM and all sounds great. Call when you cross the state line.

  • Bill

    Kevin & Eric: I am soaking it in – all of it. And I am certainly out of sync with the “normal” speed of life. As my revelation takes shape, I’ll share more of what is going on internally.