After getting back from the US-89 trip, the bike needed to be worked on, so it went into the shop for new tires, a tune up and servicing, and I was able to qualify for my 40,000 mile HOG Miles award. It’s remarkable that in three years I’ve ridden that bike that many miles – gone border to border and coast to coast. I’ve been trying to clear my work calendar so I can focus on writing more -- particularly this last trip, and thankfully all I have left on the major project list are my 2008 taxes.
However, as I write this I’m sitting in a lovely room overlooking Hood Canal, in the town of Union, WA at the Alderbrook Resort. I’m here for a conference of fellow lobbyists. Well, its more of an excuse to golf and spa and hang out and write it all off – but some work does get done.
I took the ferry across from Fauntleroy and headed west – I love the roads along the Sound – they wind and twist and follow the water -- it takes a long time to get anywhere, and it’s a constant reminder of why I live here.
On this last trip, I was using an old-fashioned leather bound journal to write my thoughts and take notes, while at the same time using my smartphone to post updates on Facebook, text and send pictures of where I was to friends, and then updating more here on Livejournal. Then I’d take the LJ posts, my text conversations, the pics I took, and write it all up on a laptop and use that as the basis for a book – which will be printed on paper and read by hand, thus completing the circle, but using a variety of technologies to do it. It is amazing that the pics I take with my cell I can transmit to anyone in the world almost instantly – I can post where I’m at to all my friends on Facebook, and then let the world know later that day everywhere I went on Livejournal, and everyone can share in the experience. So with all that instant communication, why do we often feel so out of touch?