No Thru Traffic

Last night was our first night camping but I’m already realizing some ups and downs of moto camping in state parks.

Moto campers seem to be much more rare, so the pains of jealousy are very strong indeed when we light up our small stove to warm dried food and the aroma of steaks and corn on the cob fill our nostrils and the clang of glasses of iced tea reach our ears. While everyone else brings all sorts of entertainment, we spend the evening repacking and cleaning the bikes and ourselves. Last night we retired to the tent and watched an episode of My Super Sweet Sixteen that someone else had obviously put on my iPhone by mistake… then fell asleep to the sound of our neighbors inflating an air matress…

But our small tent and two bikes makes us incredibly mobile, in minutes we can pack up and move on to the next great thing. With the early nights come early mornings, which is great… but I’m still glad I brought a book.

What am I reading? Well, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, of course.

- Alex