To the best of my knowledge I’ve never experienced traversing a hill that is actually “uphill both ways.” This ecological marvel seems to have met extinction soon after my parents grew up. I really wish there was such a thing. Personally, I will always choose charging up a hill over death-gripping my way down. My point? One person’s misery is another person’s pleasure. I try to focus on the positive of a situation.
Recently I wrote about a trip my family and I took to South Dakota. We were driving, not riding, but I got over it.
See, already focusing on the positive.
[headline h=”1″]This is an excerpt from my latest contribution to RoadRunner Motorcycle Touring & Travel Magazine[/headline]
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