The remainder of my time in Florida was rather uneventful. No, I didn’t go to Key West (been there). Didn’t take a swamp boat tour (don’t ask, and don’t do it). I did get to camp a lot, got out on my mountain bikes a bit, and a few nice motorcycle rides. Time got away from me a bit, as I intended to update this more often and then went nearly 6 weeks with nothing.
|Collecting firewood on the Pugsley.|
|Big tires pick up lots of goat-heads.|
|Carrying lots of water.|
|Star Wars shrine belongs to my friend Ron.|
Finally, I ended up in north Georgia. That is where, once again, van was covered in snow. I could only take so much of the flatness of Florida, even if it meant shivering in the cold, snowy north Georgia mountains.
|Pretty but lousy for camping.|
|Not surprisingly, I did not turn onto this road.|
|Why do they call them the "blue ridge mountains?"|
|Getting ready for team camp.|
|Riders at camp building essential skills for the upcoming racing season.|
|This picture is actually upside down.|
|Swordfish tacos. Yum!|
“Do not dwell on the past, do not dream of the future. Concentrate the mind on the present moment.” Buddha.