With tears in my eyes, we headed north out of Matewan. The road slithered and curved through endless valleys, making me wonder why the Tail of the Dragon is so popular when an entire section of the state is satiated with better curves. Continue reading
I’ve spent time in West Virginia before, but apparently I never knew the REAL West Virginia. I used to hike in northeastern West Virginia and found it to be beautiful, however it holds no similarities to southwestern West Virginia. Continue reading
Aside from the excitement in Bolivia where foreigners were either charged an exorbitant tax – or more likely, not served at all, getting gas along the trip wasn’t much of a problem.
It didn’t happen when we left, it happened when we returned…
The first day home, Christina and I just stared at each other, almost unable to speak… what were we to do now?
It was finally the end of the road… there was no place to go but north. South has always meant warmth, palm trees, and tropical humidity to me. Now “south” began meaning cold, remote mountains and the lure of the north and its warmth pulled. With a heavy heart, I pulled my motorcycle into a u-turn at the end of the pavement, pointing the compass north. Continue reading