The End.
Pacific Coast Highway
outside Ventura, Calif.
Oct. 2010
And so as all good things have a habit of doing, it ends. The dog and I made it back to Ventucky in one piece with 2 months of memories, 27 states, 10,400 dusty miles crossed, and the smell of two oceans still fresh in my mind's eye. Made it back to the coast with just a few minutes to spare to catch one heck of a sunset.
Even though I was home I had no real ambition to actually go home. Kicked the feet up on the dash, cranked up the tunes, cracked open a cold beer, let the dog run in the surf, sat back after 2 months on the road and watched the show. And then once I was sure it was really over, I took one very long breath. Ahhhhh. Damn fine trip, damn fine ending.
Pacific Coast Highway
outside Ventura, Calif.
Oct. 2010
And so as all good things have a habit of doing, it ends. The dog and I made it back to Ventucky in one piece with 2 months of memories, 27 states, 10,400 dusty miles crossed, and the smell of two oceans still fresh in my mind's eye. Made it back to the coast with just a few minutes to spare to catch one heck of a sunset.
Even though I was home I had no real ambition to actually go home. Kicked the feet up on the dash, cranked up the tunes, cracked open a cold beer, let the dog run in the surf, sat back after 2 months on the road and watched the show. And then once I was sure it was really over, I took one very long breath. Ahhhhh. Damn fine trip, damn fine ending.
The End.
1 comment:
nice finish
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