"... and due to these reasons, your application [for your dream career] is terminated. You may begin your application process again 1 year from today." To my 23-year-old mind, it initially seemed like an eternity, but it turns out that was the exact answer I needed. It was time for a bike trip. The next day I arranged for a leave of absence from my current job and a few months later, that's where I am: three days into three months of freedom. Tomorrow morning, the tires hit the pavement and, if all goes as hoped, won't stop for 35,000km. The plan's rough. Really rough. I'll be heading south into Mexico via Baja, keep on heading south into Central America for a month or so, turn around, and come back home to BC via the East Coast, including New York, Newfoundland, and if it's not snowbound, the Trans-Labradoodle Highway. Hi, I'm Travis. I'm a self-proclaimed old man in a young man's body who occasionally has brief stints of youthful thrills. I've been riding as long as I can remember (translation: 4 years) and am treating this trip as a venture into the unknown. I hardly know the language, am going to need some time adjusting to the culture, and am very much excited about the opportunity to see entirely different environments from the back of the ol' power horse. Speaking of power horses, this is redbike. It's a heck of a bike that has taken me to far-off lands such as Ontario and Inuvik, NWT. It's got a few miles on it (over 60K) and might be a bit rough around the edges, but it has a heart of gold. The general stuff has been gone over (bearings, chain/sprockets, valve adjust, etc.) and, well, it's as ready as it's ever gonna be to undertake this voyage. Tomorrow I take off with my Dad for a few days down to Southern Cali for some rest and relaxation before we part ways and I start the solo portion of the trip. I can't promise continuous updates, but I'll do what I can (or feel like). I just wanna get riding.