MAY 27 & 28 – “It’s just like riding a motorcycle” the Truck Driver said, referring to his Jeep Wrangler. I looked at him with raised eyebrows (maybe rolled my eyes a little), “Um…no. No, it’s nothing like riding a bike…” I said, as a matter of factly. I had stopped for fuel at a Truck Stop just before Spokane, WA. This man starts talking to me as I’m looking at one of the maps on the map stand. He was from Nashville and drove tour buses all over North America for musicians like Reba McEntire and Slipknot. He said he was asked to do a stint with Madonna this year, but he turned it down. I said, “Why? Is she a bit of a Diva? Is she difficult to work with?”. “No….” he said. “But, her manager is. He thinks he’s more famous than she is!”, rolling his eyes. “Sounds like you have some interesting stories to tell.” I said. “You have no idea!” he says. “My friends keep telling me, I should write a book but I’m too scared I’ll get sued.” Then he went on a tangent about how he was going to turn 40 soon and was thinking of slowing down, maybe semi retiring and finding work in Nashville where he was home every night. I asked him where his bus was and he pointed outside at this beautiful red bus at the fuel Island. He said it was worth 1 million. I asked if it was an automatic and he said “Of course! It also has heated seats, built-in massager, all the bells and whistles!” “And you said you’re looking to retire? Looks like a retirement job to me…” I replied and he smiles and blushes. We swapped a couple of Truck driving stories. For those of you who don’t know, I have had my class 1 licence for 11 years now. I tried long haul for a season but that was cut short when the man I was teamed up with, tried to crawl in the bunk with me one night. After that I switched over to city driving for a bit delivering all sorts of freight from produce to refrigerators and then on to off roading, working in the Petroleum Industry, driving through mud, snow, mountains, blizzards, logging roads, you name it.
Anyways, back to him. His youngest kid would be graduating in 4 years and once he does, he was going to start to live his own life. He wanted to travel the world. He’s never left North America. “I want to see Europe, Australia and Japan. I worked hard all my life, starting at an early age, and never made time to do those things. Once the boy graduates, then it’s ‘me time’.” And he pats his chest with both hands. Well, that’s fine I think to myself. But how many times have you heard the story about how this person, has worked hard all their lives and saved up all their money for retirement. And once that day comes, something happens and they die. All those years of hard work. Waiting for the right time and the time gets taken away from them…. This was me 4 years ago… And I came to the realization that there has to be a balance in
life. There is nothing wrong with planning for your future but you need to enjoy today and live in the moment now as well. Because you could be gone tomorrow. One of my favorite insights, as morbid as it sounds is to try to picture yourself on your death bed. Think about all the things that might be going through your head when you know your time is almost up. Will you be wishing that you had spent more time working and saving money in your life? Or wishing you had spent less time working and more time enjoying it? I’ll stop with the cheesy lecture as I can feel all of you rolling your eyes at me. We said our goodbyes, and continued on our own ways. Me from Phoenix to Calgary via Pacific Coast Hwy and him from Seattle dropping the last band off at the airport and driving back home to Nashville, Tennessee. As I watched him walk towards his bus, it dawned on me that I should’ve asked him for a tour of the thing to take a couple of pics to show you folks but didn’t want to waste his time as he had a long drive ahead of him. Guess you’ll just have to trust that I didn’t make this up. :)Click on link below and use your mouse to navigate 360 degree view of picture:
Lets reverse back to the Columbia River Gorge. It was a great ride. From Astoria I was contemplating on wether or not to stay along the edge of the gorge on Hwy
30 or take Hwy 202 to Portland that was suppose to be one of the local favorites for motorcycle routes in the state. I was worried I would miss something along the Gorge so I stayed on 30 but there wasn’t anything to write home about and I wished I would have stuck with my gut and done the 202. I crossed the gorge to the Washington side, just before Portland and continued East along the gorge on Hwy 14. It nice, scenic with some really nice views of the gorge and a few sweeping corners. Crossed the bridge at White Salmon back over to the Oregon side and parked the bike for a bit to watch the kite boarders and windsurfers, carving the water. It was a sunny day and the beach was packed with kites and spectators. Kite boarding is on the bucket list too so it was particularly great to watch for me.Now the biggest highlight on this stretch, was hwy 30 that breaks away from
Hwy 84 at Mosier on the Oregon side. A short ride, but packed a punch with twisties after twisties, through orchards, and valleys to birds eye views of the Columbia River Gorge. I enjoyed it so much, I contemplated backtracking and doing it all over again but I was running out of time and at this rate I wouldn’t get to Kennewick till 7pm anyways, so I kept heading East. If I do the gorge again I would probably stay on the Oregon side from Astoria and include the 202. I did the gorge a couple of years back and remember that there were some scenic parts with twisties early on, on the Oregon side as well, that I had missed this time around.
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