The Ride Begins... Sort Of...
Day One: June 8, 2012
There’s something strange about writing this blog from the
front seat of the Silverado. While it’s efficient to write while we drive, it
seems a bit like cheating.
The first few days of The Ride are actually happening in the
truck with trailer in tow. Before we get to the Harley, we’re going to West
Virginia to see Courtney, Joey and the three kids, who we haven’t seen since
Christmas. We left at 9:00am this morning (I’ve been up since 5:30) and headed
down to Beckley, West Virginia. Why coal
miner country? It wasn’t their choice. Their new address is courtesy of the
United States Air Force. It’s the furthest my daughter has ever lived from me
in her 32 years (oops.. she probably won’t appreciate that) and the longest
it’s been between visits.
The drive was simple; 84 to 81 and make a right at 64. Okay,
maybe that’s a little oversimplified, but it was a fairly straight shot.
Unfortunately, it took 13 hours thanks to a lot of single lane construction
traffic through Pennsylvania.
Despite the excessive windshield time, traveling through
Virginia and West Virginia was quietly picturesque with lush green hills
rolling on either side of the highway. It really was a pleasant ride, except
for the Deliverance-like gas station we stopped at somewhere in The Middle of Nowhere,
West Virginia.
It was great to see and hug my Baby Girl, and two of the
kids, Zander and Lia, were still up when we got here. Six months is a long time
when you’re 3 and 8 and they’ve both gotten so big, but Boomer has gone from a
baby to a happy bruiser of a little boy. I’ve seen pictures and videos on a
regular basis, but all I could do tonight was peak in at him sleeping in his
big boy bed.
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