It’s been quite a ride. I left VT in July 2014, moving to AK on a lark with nothing but my 990 and a box in the mail. Read about that here if you like: https://advrider.com/f/threads/maniacal-meandering-moto-move-from-vt-to-ak.997255/ Here are some more travails if you want to take some other trips with me: https://advrider.com/f/threads/from-new-mexico-to-old-mexico-baja-2018.1286705/ https://advrider.com/f/threads/does...k-phat-wandering-alaska-yukon-nwt-bc.1070757/ I’m slowly fixing broken pics here. Alaska and then New Mexico were wonderful, and so were all the great trips launched from NM. Some favorites that I didn’t write up included 2 separate, 2 week long trips wandering around CO & UT with an old VT friend who has since moved to OR. Bill got me into gravel road riding when we lived in VT. If it weren’t for him I’d be on some horrible cruiser in traffic somewhere as that’s what I grew up around in RI. Thanks Bill. Burr Trail Bill Anyway, I returned to VT in July 2020 having accrued a wife-friend (Emma), a dog-friend, and a WR. The 990 still lives and is approaching 92k miles. Some friends have died in the interim. When I left in 2014, if you’d asked me where I saw myself in 5 years, I would not have predicted returning to the land of Socialist syrup. Maybe I would have joined a yoga cult in Costa Rica, or perhaps just kept riding. I guess life has a funny way of figuring itself out. Thoughts of a NM doggo: Hooman, why is this big lake so angry? When Emma and I left NM, we went on a long-lost honeymoon to Sweden and Finland. Then the world imploded, and we were back in RI - homeless and jobless - living with my mommy for the first time since I was 19 with fuckall to do. Thanks COVID. Emma, being a bit more resilient than I, lined up a travel nurse position tout suite and we were able to bank a fuckton of money. Thanks mommy. She then summarily lined up her dream job at a prestigious hospital just over the river in NH as a Nurse Practitioner and we headed back to where we started from. As a 200 pound white guy with +10 years of special ed. teaching experience, I’m pretty much able to work wherever I want so that was easy enough. The job is fine, it affords me a lifestyle I enjoy even if it does feel a little stagnant and regressed. What a year to return to public education. We’ve been renting a small house in a horrible hollow for the last year, squirreling away the acorns and hiding from the sun. I slipped into a pretty depressive state once the dust settled and am still figuring out why exactly. It probably started when I felt like a failure having to crawl home to mommy at 39. Maybe it was also the feeling of having been so many places only to return to a place I thought was behind me. Maybe it’s the grind of teaching in the situation we’re all calling public “education” this year. Maybe it’s the dark winter, missing the green chili, or not having a garage. Whatever it was, it’s been rough. Just because you’re privileged as fuck doesn’t mean you can’t hate life. I’m working on it and am hopeful that I’ll get better. It certainly wasn’t all bad. Last summer, it was neat to re-explore the area that I learned how to really ride in. VT and NH have such an amazing network of well maintained gravel, goat paths, and everything in between. It’s possible to cook up countless loops that avoid pavement and the pavement is mostly all pretty great too. I forgot how accessible it all is. Sure, the west has some epic shit, but there’s a massive amount of straight, flat and relatively boring between the epicness. Day rides typically consisted of at least an hour in any direction before playing on what I wanted to be on. Which makes for some long days when you have to backtrack the same way to get home. Loops were usually multi-day productions. Lollipops were the best I could do for most day trips. Thanks to our frugality, we’re buying our dream home with airy mountain views in Vershire, VT. It’s on a dirt road and it connects to a veritable all-season multi-sport paradise of a network of other dirt roads, trails, and general greenery. Incidentally, it’s 10 minutes off the NEBDR if any of you FFs need a place to hang. Check the tent space here: Tent Space Sign-Up Thread Closing date is May 1 and it looks to be all lined up. Fingers crossed. This, combined with some exciting new job prospects have me looking forward to the future So, if you’re still with me, now we’re getting to the whole reason I’ve started this thread here. I’d like to start cataloging some local rides. I hope you enjoy the cathartic dumping of my brain and mediocre photos here. I’m still a bit of noob with the fancy GPS apps, but I’ll do my best to share. If you’re local or traveling through and looking for a riding buddy, don’t hesitate.