10 Weeks To Go

10 weeks to go. We're on the down hill side now. We purchased a trailer for our stuff.




Jim and his friend are going to dig a trench to set the trailer in so it's just a little above ground level. They'll put vents in it for air circulation so the inside doesn't get damp. They're going to leave the running gear on the trailer so when we land we can hook on to the trailer and get everything in one trip.

We're having a going away party on April 28. We've posted an invite on several motorcycle lists we're on and had pretty good response as far as invitations for us to stay with people if we're ever in their area. That's one of the reasons we wanted to do this - to meet as many people as we can. It's starting to look pretty good.

My 20th class reunion is in mid-July. Jim's 21st is the same weekend. We haven't quite decided how we're going to handle that. Our schools are 200 miles apart, so we can't hit both of them together. I know we'd both like to go to our own reunions so we might end up having to go solo. After spending 2 1/2 months together, we might be ready for a weekend apart anyway. ;-)

12 weeks to go...

Time's really going to start flying now - only 12 weeks left.

Jim's been working crazily on his car - '64 Ford Fairlane Sports Coupe. After he got started, it looked something like this...



And now that he's getting closer - still has a lot of trim work and interior to do - it looks like this...



He sold his VFR yesterday:



Now my Miata is up for sale:



I went for a short ride yesterday while Jim was working on his car. It was about 40 degrees out. Not quite cold enough to keep from going. It's hard to explain how wonderful it feels to get out on the bike after having been cooped up all winter. It was cold out, there was a lot of gravel on the road, and my brand new helmet got chipped by flying rocks, but in spite of all that, it was still wonderful to get out and be on the bike, breathing the fresh air and smelling all the different smells. It was like being alive again. Unless you experience it, there's just not words to describe it. I saw two other bikes in town, but none out on the highway. I wasn't gone more than an hour and a half, but it was enough to refresh me for the week and cause me to look forward to this weekend so I can go again.