Golden, Colorado
If you knew there was no way you could fail, what would you try? This was the front of a card that caught my attention in the book store on Washington Street. The inside of the card was appropriately blank.
Enter here a brief moment for you to ponder that thought. What would you try?
Now, when your day is less structured (as mine is) you begin to LOOK for things that maybe you are supposed to see… like a card with a thought provoking message. Sometimes I’m not sure if I see it because it is there, or if I see it because I am supposed to see it… It would be nice if there were neon letters blinking that said “Hey Geoff”, but I don’t see things like that.
I see license plates. And lots of them.
Some of you may know that I considered making the destination of this trip Alaska. After much internal debate I decided that I had (1) the wrong kind of motorcycle for such a trip and (2) started my trip too late into the season.
So it has come as no surprise that during my travels I have been flooded with signs of Alaska. Hats on people I am talking with, T-shirts, random conversations, and licenses plates. I have met five people who have actually ridden a motorcycle to Alaska and one person that still finishing his three month trip from San Diego to Alaska. Almost unanimously they have told me the bike to ride is the new BMW F800 GS. I made a mental note to check it out.
Well, my motorcycle is currently at the BMW dealer in Denver for a scheduled (routine) maintenance visit. While appointments are normally required, my status of “traveler” elevates me to the second highest priority. (The first being police motorcycles.) Joe in service assures me he will do his best to fit me in (this week) and then suggests I visit the showroom.
As I am leaving the service area I see a black and yellow BMW F800 GS coming in on a flat bed. The bike still has temporary tags. Joe tells me the bike was sold several weeks ago and is back for the 600 mile service. BMW of Denver provides this pick-up and drop-off service with a flat bed. This seems like both a good and bad idea.
I asked Joe if this is the bike that will take me to Alaska. He says “Alaska and beyond.” I then glance at the temporary Colorado license plate. It has the expiration date in large numbers. 09-13-09.
Dad, you better start looking for yours. I’m thinking a Memorial Day departure would be appropriate.
Geoff Glibbery
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