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The more I spend time in the North East, the more I want to live in the South West.
I say this because even though being SICK of New Jersey for so many reasons that I won't bore you with the details. I recently went out west with my girlfriend who had never been out there before, and loved every minute of it. The clean air, the nicer people, the blue skies, the mountains, lakes, streams, colors, all of it. She too fell in love with the scenery, and I'm working on convincing her to move there.
We rode North East today through COLD COLD COLD temperatures. Upper 50's I'm guessing, and no sun to be seen all morning. No rain mind you, but just cold overcast skies.
Heading East towards Lake Placid we rode through forests of green pines mostly I would say. Which isn't horrible but kind of boring to be honest.
Nothing like the views out west. The Magnificent Rockies!
We hit about 1,500 feet above sea level. So not as high as I was hoping. The Adirondacks were not that impressive yet.
I'm hating today. Sorry readers.
I'll admit that sometimes in my mind... the way I think a new place is going to look, is not exactly how it winds up looking.
This is usually a bad thing.
So we rode East on Route 3 towards Lake Placid. It would be about 80 miles more or less, and not much to look at. Pretty much every building, house, store, you name it, was boarded up or abandoned. If you wanted to shoot an end of the world movie. This 80 miles stretch of road would be your backdrop for every scene. It was like everyone just up and moved away, leaving behind the remains of beat up looking buildings by the hundreds. maybe the thousands actually. I almost wanted to stop every time and take a peek in to see if anyone actually still lived in any of these places or if things remained untouched. It was creepy for sure.
Check this link to see more. Thanks to Google.
route 3 New york boarded up buildings
Speaking of houses. I never in my entire life ever wanted to own a house. I've always rented and that's been just fine by me. Maybe it was the wanderlust and never wanting to be in one place too long. Maybe it was something else. I still feel like a hammock and hut on a tropical island (with wifi mind you) would be heaven!
But now I believe I am ready for a house. Some place wonderful to call home. My own Mecca. To share of course with family and friends, but a place that I can be happy at and feel at ease with everything in life. Maybe this place is in Colorado. Maybe it IS on a tropical island. It's definitely not in NJ nor up here on route 3 in New York. I plan to be at this place one day soon. I'll invite you. We'll drink tea, or mango juice, or right out of a coconut. Most likely it will be a beer, right?
So, We made it to Lake Placid.
Pretty cool place I have to say. We parked the bikes and walked around. Checking out the various buildings of the 1980 Winter Olympics. The town was cool too. Kind of trendy with tons of resteraunts, hotels and cliche' souveniere shops. But the place was cool for sure. And of course now it was sunny and getting hot. Of course.
I'm thinking about writing a book. About my travels. What do you think?
212 miles today
In the shadow of the valley
I would like to settle down
Wide open space
Wind on my face
A distant horizon
The moon on the crest
In the shadow of the valley
That I love best
You have always waited for me
And you always will be there
Sage brush and pine
Old friends of mine
A little bit further
I will find my rest
In the shadow of the valley
That I love best
I have wandered many places
But they're all the same to me
Nowhere I've found
To settle down
A little bit further
I'll find my rest
In the shadow of the valley
That I love best
In the shadow of the valley
That I love best
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