My travels have blessed me with countless—countless—chance encounters. From a fry cook walking across America before he goes blind, to a homeless Vietnam veteran, and the people who shared their journeys with cancer with me, I have been blessed, and my character molded by each one of them.
Six years ago this month I decided to learn to ride a motorcycle. Since then I've traveled 47 states and 5 provinces on my trusty BMW G 650 GS—often solo.
After sunset, we took a gravel road that was designed to cross the park. However, we found that it was completely unmarked, which left us to our own devices.
Matt and I spent the week of Christmas in Pawley's Island, South Carolina. The weather obliged, offering mostly-sunny skies and weather in the high 70's.