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Thankful for Non-Events!

Nothing happened.

That’s the best news a winter traveler can, with thankfulness, convey. No flat tires; no blown head gasket; no unexpected encounters with Ice-Age-looking bison standing on the dark highway.

This big boy hardly even looked at us, pulled over beside him for a picture.

This big boy hardly even looked at us, pulled over beside him for a picture.

Driving the 2638 miles from Palmer to Valdez to Missoula, Montana we suffered nothing more than a few too-many-miles-in-the-car arguments and a little sticker shock at both the gas prices in Canada and the low mpgs my poor little overloaded Camry got. After a wonderful gathering in Valdez at Sharry and Thane’s house to say goodbye to dear friends, we motored out on the great adventure, just hours ahead of a wet and sloppy 29 inch snowfall. And our luck held all the way to Montana and beyond–just today it is snowing a little bit in the hills around Missoula. Just enough to wet the roads and wash some of the dust off my trusty steeds.

A spritz at the carwash and they'll be raring to go!

A spritz at the carwash and they’ll be raring to go!

We have a couple of great leads on a place to live. We have met Darrah, Lydia, Mike and Arlen, my co-workers at Adventure Cycling. We have a wonderful home-cooked meal already under our belts thanks to Shawn, and an invitation for chili and dominoes at another new friend’s home tonight.

Nothing happened. But stay tuned!

Watson Lake

Watson Lake

Elk near Toad River

Elk near Toad River

They WON'T get off the salty road!

They WON’T get off the salty road!

This young man was encountered between Liard Hot Springs and Dawson Creek--in November!

This young man was encountered between Liard Hot Springs and Dawson Creek–in November!

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The very picture of happiness

The very picture of happiness

You know how it is, when you wish and work and wrangle for something you are convinced is your heart’s desire? Your positive thoughts, like an arrow, shoot straight from your heart to that all-consuming objective. Swoosh–miss; swoosh–grazed it! Swoosh–SMACK–bullseye! Snoopy-like dance of joy with ears in the air and a fat grin, whoop of exultation and a rush of adrenaline. On October 30 I got the telephone call that set me to dancing, that is changing my life.

Perhaps you read, a few months ago, about my Dream Job? It’s official; I am moving to Missoula and joining the amazing group of folks at Adventure Cycling Association, as part of the Tours Department team. The company offers more than 80 bicycle tours in 2014. I will join Arlen, Darrah, Lydia and Mike, shepherding these trips from Advertising copy to Zeroing out the last of the invoices. (I know, that was a real stretch…) I have a company email address and some business cards waiting for me–it must be true! I am beyond excited.

But one should always be careful about what one wishes for. Since the reality hit home I have been vacillating between “Wahoo!” and “What was I thinking?” The former is self-explanatory. The latter is a result of saying so long to family and friends-adopted-as-family; of the triage required to select what comes with me right now; of the madcap dash to winterize and button up the house. The over-arching mood is one of joy and excitement, but mixed in with all my hurrahs are the “darn, I’ll miss them” and “wow, I never did climb the Butte” wistfulness. In other words, a mixed bag, just like all of life tends to be. Not unalloyed joy, but joy, nonetheless.

And so I ask you friends to think positive thoughts for our journey of 2500 miles; maybe your concerted will can hold the snow at bay and prevent icy roads or buffalo collisions. No harm in trying, anyway. Wish me luck! Dream job, here I come.

It all has to go in here...

It all has to go in here…

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