Friday, January 15, 2010

The pleasures of being home

We arrived in Custer, South Dakota yesterday afternoon, after an easy drive north. The weather can be so foul on that stretch of road, especially on I-25 in Wyoming, with blasting wind and snow, yet it was calm and sunny as we were immersed in a great, appropriate book on CD. "The Horse Boy" was excellent, an almost unreal tale of a father's quest to help his son's autism by taking him to shamans in Mongolia. That sounds crazy, but it makes more sense in the story, and it was a good match for the starkness of southeastern Wyoming.
Now we are home, and have some time for relaxing. Drinking coffee, brewing beer, walking the dog, riding a studded-tire equipped mountain bike on the icy roads, reading, and relaxing. It is heaven. I love the road, but I love being home, too. They just have to be in the correct proportions.
A lot of the gear from the trip is splayed out all over the living room floor, so I think I'll take advantage of my high level of caffeination and get to work sorting it out and storing it. When will we next use our panniers? Our tent? I don't know, but summer isn't that far away, so I hope we can squeeze in a trip then.

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