ZAPPING THE BIG ZAMBEEZEE

Ended up staying in that firelit cabin for an entire week as heavy rains fell. Thanks Eric. Just the short walk up town brought on concerns of possible drowning. It got so bad that at one point i had the trike all in pieces and was stuffing it in a box to send elsewhere, when....the sun came out! Of course! So i bolted it all back together, cleaned up the place, threw the camping gear and food on board and pedaled right outta there. Heading south on Hwy One, i had a full three days of sunshine and big hills to climb. The going down the other side is what makes it all worthwhile. The trike handles like a race car and sails along at about 25-30MPH. Even though the road in that section is extremely narrow i made it thru without a scrape, dodging the old ladies and big yellow trucks that emerge out of nowhere in the rear view mirrors and go blowing by fast and hard. Seems like i finally got my old hobo self back, camping in the weeds and eating sparce fixin's from the grocery stash. When nightime comes it's easy to find some little cubby hole to crawl into and dream the road away. One night, just below Hearst Castle, i heard elephant seals braying on the water side and coyotes yipping in the hills. A good quarter moon shone the night through leaving little chance of tripping over the rocky shore on forays to the bush for relief in the AM. It's been a damn long time since my solitary self has seen the light of a free day and it felt good to finally crack a smile and truly enjoy the miles as they merrily rolled under the wheels of Terra the trike. This hobo may be seeing the old road for a good long while considering the storm abrewing back home. I have a credit card. And they just sent an email saying my credit is now up to $20,000. That could go a whole long way to getting this vagabond off into the wiley unknowns of this big old world. Why would i ever go back? The magic is out here in the realm of the unknowns.....HOBO

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[Jule]

Dear Danny..Having not found an email address for you out there in cyberspace I hope you don't mind that I leave you a note on your blog. My son and I (his name is Goody) have been reading HOW TO MAKE A JOURNAL OF YOUR LIFE together. He is 12 years old now but has been a devoted journal keeper since age 9 years. I was hoping to encourage the drawing aspect. He is crazy talented, writes movies and makes us all "act" in them. He also writes stories and many screen plays. And he's crazy about flip books and makes them OFTEN so that no paper is safe from him at home. The memory of us together on the couch on a winter day with your little book and our laughter will be with me all of my life.

How HAPPY you have made us.

Thank you most sincerely,

Jule
(Goody's mom)
Rose Hill Farm
Rhineland, MO