Geez, they're blasts from the past, those quotes. I wrote those at the time, a few years ago, and to read them back is a little disturbing in a way, just to see what place I was in back then. I did take a few nose dives during the trip, especially after it, a big nose dive. I'm quite relieved to say that after this Alaska trip - when I really feel I'd reached a natural conclusion to the trip - things started to relax and I finally have some perspective on it all. Feels good. I was thinking only last night that the challenge of getting on the road is at some point along the way replaced by the challenge of trying to find a way off it. Knowing how to stop. When to stop. How to stop. Otherwise you could end up chasing your tail around the world forever. I guess it takes a while to reach a point where you're not afraid of stopping. Maybe that happens when you're a little more comfortable about who you are, you know, happier with yourself. Alas, I've turned to the darkside. Mods, I hope you don't mind me putting the next few pics up. I thought you might find them interesting. To go from one extreme to the other. I had it just for the weekend. I thought it was a good bike. Very quick on the road, and agile, but it did hint at just how much marketing bollockery is going on right now; branding a bike like this as 'Adventure', and necessary for 'Adventure', when, as I discovered, you have to be careful how you park it, so it's not off-camber, it's not downhill because you can't pull the thing back out, how the panniers are wider than your shoulders and the general intimidation of a bike as big as this. Great touring bike. But I wouldn't like to get lost in the wild on one. It would eat you alive... ... photos from Scotland. Lovely place. Business will resume next week when old Dorothy finally returns back from the States having travelled across the Atlantic by boat. The plan is to retire her for a while. Work on the bottom end in my own good time. Continue to work. Continue to settle some debt. Continue to do other things, while at the same time, perhaps subconsciously, laying plans for when the time comes to take off again and see something new. I look at the map and see Sydney to Alaska. But there's a lot I haven't seen. And somehow I don't think I'll be taking the GS.