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God, me, and a cross-country motorcycle trip
I have always enjoyed the pleasures of motorcycling—the exquisite freedom, the fresh environment, and all of the natural beauty surrounding us everywhere. I have traveled many pleasant miles on my bikes through the past seven decades, both alone and with a companion or two, always confident that my protection lay in God’s hands.
For the summer of 2012, I planned a rather ambitious trip from my home in the Seattle area to the Gaspé Peninsula of the Canadian East Coast, then down through the Northeast United States into Virginia and the Blue Ridge Parkway, into Tennessee and the beautifully manicured Natchez Trace Parkway, through Texas to visit my daughter, and back home through the Wyoming backcountry. I shared my plans with my son and daughter and several others, including a friend who rode through British Columbia with me in 2011.