July 1, 2015
With just about three months to go until myself along with a few friends travel from our stomping grounds of Phoenix,AZ, all the way up the coast to the foggy city of San Francisco, there are still a few important details that need to be solidified. Along with dates, exact route, and people involved are some of the loose ends that need to be tied up before the real commitment sets in. Between now and October, I’m almost certain that things, people, and ideas will float around and set into place until final embarkment for the trip.
As far as the whole meaning behind this motorbike trip, a lot of things pass through my mind. First off, The passion that my friends and I have for riding motorcycles and having fun doing so, is infinite. The friendships included in this idea have something greater than any bond. On top of all of that, on a more person level, turning 30 years old is quite the feat more so than just the average healthy human. If I were just born 30 years prior, there is a very good chance that I wouldn’t have even made it this far in life. With the help of modern medicines, and a little belief in hope, I’ve able to do what I want to do, when I want to do it. Living with Cystic Fibrosis is not a disease to be taken lightly (or so I’m told). I have never been one to sit back and wait for things to happen, or pass up any kind of opportunity that I feel would benefit my life in any way, regardless of risk.
Determination and motivation have always helped take me where I want to go, which is one of the main reason why I decided to take my 30th birthday to the open road. If all we have is nothing but the breeze to our knees and a motor underneath us, we’ll be ready for the time of our lives.
We will hopefully be filming every moment possible and taking a lot of pictures along the way to keep things interesting.