Back on the Grid

Attention: iBMC2012'ers

I am not intentionally ignoring any of you. Being off the grid and without internet was like going through drug withdrawal. We had no internet in Joseph and it seems that the cheaper places I have been staying had marginal service which would drop off. I even tried to tether my iPhone as a WiFi spot but it was very cumbersome and slow and in the end I gave up. I am getting caught up on many of your recent posts but it seems silly to comment on "non-current" events which in some cases are several posts behind. The past few days I was either visiting or tired from being on the road by myself. I didn't turn my computer on nor did I even download images from my SD cars.

This particular trip for me was a journey of self discovery. I had time to do a lot of thinking while riding. I also did many "Firsts", things that I have not done before, and would surprise people that know me if they found out.

I met a few other riders while on the road, and will feature them in upcoming posts. I also met a "LEGEND" yesterday who rode all the way from Cincinnati, Ohio and the first words uttered from his lips were something like, "Finally I have gotten to meet the famous BobSkoot, it was on my bucket list". I mean I am only an ordinary person.

When I first started this blog it was my second attempt. I couldn't figure out how blogger worked and gave up. I was secretive, I kept personal things private. I actually changed my format a bit which you may not have realized to make things more personal. I changed the comments section so my replies would be personally directed to the commenter. I have been revealing more details into my life, not that anyone would be interested

I know, I post a lot of feet photos. Did you know that I was always a shy person. I never showed any "skin" nor did I ever NOT wear shoes. Even in the heat of summer I wore hot smelly running shoes. Then one day I snapped. I started to wear the minimum, you know, tank tops, shorts , no shoes or sandals. I mean, I am at a point in life that I do what I want, wear what I want . . . I worry less about what people think, hence the Pink Crocs which were introduced to me by Mr Conchscooter (Key West Diary). I have even worn my Pink Crocs to Bike night BBQ's and not one person said a word. Another thing you may not realize that after I started to post feet photos I gained a further 100 hits a day on this blog, so I continue.

I tried to meet Cesar the other night where I was staying in Eugene. So to Cesar, NO, I do not usually wear High Heels, though I don't think there's anything wrong with that either. Perhaps our paths will cross "next time"

When I was packing up to leave Joseph, OR after our iBMC2012 was over, I had everytbing loaded up on my bike ready to go. At the last moment I remembered that I had a drink in the fridge. Yes, my drink was there but someone had left another one for me. It had an unusual name and I chuckled when I saw it. I actually smiled to myself. The one who left this for me knows who he is. I have been challenging my brain thinking of a rebuttal. I think "au naturelle" is the only way that this beverage can be consummed.


Thursday morning found me shivering in my tent. After warm weather in Hell's Canyon of nearly 100°F, the Coast was a numbing 60°F . I brought NO cold weather clothes with me, no fleece, no sweaters, no insulated liners. Marine air is like a drizzly, raining mist. Everthing was wet and damp. I only brought a minimally rated sleeping bag with me rated to 45°F but it was not enough. As has been my lifelong practice to sandwich my naked body under my duvet, or in this case sandwich myself with my sleeping bag



I was shivering and at 3:19am I had to wake up and put on all the layers that I brought

It was short riding day for me



how did I end up here. Details to be revealed soon. BobSkoot arrives in Corvallis, Oregon