Is this the end or the beginning?
The trip ended on a weird note. I was glad to have a bed to sleep on, but most of me wanted to keep riding. Keep riding until we hit the Pacific. Then when we got there, go as far south as we could. How desperately I wanted to keep going. But as with any good adventure, some things end. I can't say things are back to normal here at home because this experience has left me wanting more and looking towards the furthest horizons.
BC? California? Mexico? Panama? Who knows. Regardless, this won't be my last Ride Report.
Let's just see where this big red beast takes me...
Long Way Back
Not all those who wander are lost
2002 Kawasaki KLR650