A Long Ride

The last day of riding was from Las Vegas across Death Valley, then from Bakersfield out to the coast and home. The last road into town goes through a huge valley before the coastal mountains, and I had to stop and enjoy the sunset in the middle of it (and strike a Nixon exit pose).

I actually got home last weekend, but I was immediately sucked back into normal life. I was so relaxed when I got back! Vacations are like massages for my mind - when I get back I want to see how long they'll last. About a week, it seems, then I'm back to getting tense over silly little things.