things were going somewhat normally for a little bit. i was living and working in Eagle County, CO. riding all the time and generally enjoying being in Colorado. Unfortunately the winters can be kinda rough. outdoor activities only go till about 4pm because the sun is then gone and that leaves a lot of down time to deal with. to compound that, i really wasn't into Eagle, didn't know many folks and really wanted to be on the other side of the pass in Summit; it was more of a home. what really flat-out sucked was not having close friends and family to ride out the winter. also, for the first time in 13 years i had no garage and thus no creative outlet. i had no idea what a profound effect that last bit would have on me. it was discouraging to say the least. so i thought i needed a change, a very drastic one.
enter in the U.S. Army.
what the fukk was i thinking. i am now 34 years old, too old for that shit for sure. 6 months of long days of being bossed around, sweating, marching around, sitting in the rain and doing lots and lots of push-ups. but it was just what i needed. 6 months worth of time to think things through and get some priorities straightened out. this was some good thinking time.
so once i got out, i made some moves. first things first, i needed to dick off and who better to accomplish that than great friends.
the turmoil of choppers only magnified the things that were important.
so i packed my shit and started to get back on the path and headed towards the light. i was offered a job in the place i needed to be and that set in motion the start of a recovery. it also got me a bit lost on the wrong road with all my shit in the back.
but found my way i did
i am still very far from those i love but its a bit more tolerable now. all i have to do is keep my head on straight and not do anything stupid.
