Getting closer...

Now into the month of June, things are becoming more real and I feel like I can measure July 4th in hours rather than days. I'd be lying if I said I didn't have any doubts. I do have them, and at this point, it doesn't matter. I've already cut the path, made new contacts from Franklin, NC to Moab, UT and have everyone I know expecting me to go. It's like rolling very fast downhill on a bicycle with no brakes and a huge obstacle in your path. You know you can overcome it, and you know you'll be breaking new personal barriers if successful, but you absolutely have to throw all caution to the wind and just do it, do it like you mean it, and like it. I learned this the hard way while attempting my first double jump on a motorcross track. No half-stepping, or this will be the next picture you'll see:



I don't want see anymore of that, confidence will be required on this trip at all times. To give you an idea of what I do expect to see, I played around with Google Earth and came up with this gem in Colorado:



We won't be in North Carolina anymore! I don't expect that much snow, but you never know, Colorado did receive above normal snowfall this winter... time will tell.