It’s easy getting lost in this big ‘ol world. Maybe not as easy as it used to be, but not that difficult either. There was a time when just packing up the furniture and moving without leaving a change of address would confuse a whole lot of folks, and if we didn’t have the telephone that hangs in the kitchen connecting us to the outside world, those same folks would drive over to see if you were okay. When did so many people care to know where I am? Nowadays, if your battery goes dead in your cell phone we feel like George Clooney in the movie Gravity as we float off into space with both the earth and Sandra Bullock fading away. The whole lot of us are lost in space for sure.
As a motorcyclist, we actually try to get lost when we ride. We look for those old blue highways to take us someplace – any place – that we’ve never been. But unless we are willing to dedicate a few days of riding to get outside of the circle of scenery we call our stomping grounds, we might as well accept the fact we’re going to be spotted by someone we know. Lost? Hardly.
We all need to let our minds wonder as we wander down these old blue highways.
But those old blue highways can always give us the opportunity to disconnect from the world we are so connected to. Even though I’ll never make it to the edge of space on my bike, by just throwing my cell phone in the saddle bag away from view and vacant from that pocket where vibrations are felt, I can disconnect my mind for a few minutes. We all need to let our minds wonder as we wander without feeling like we’re being followed.
So until I find the time to break out of the box I call my daily routine, I’ll find ways to get lost in place. Look! Someone is sending smoke signals up to find out where I am.
8 Replies to “Lost in Place”
But how are you going to call in that terrible fire?
Here on the prairie we actually use smoke signals….it calls itself in 🙂
“Lost in place” rather than lost in space…nice! We weren’t able to get out and do much riding last. Here in Michigan the riding season can be very short or very long if you don’t mind the cold. I don’t like the cold so to me the season is short. I do love getting lost and riding without an agenda because for me it’s more about the ride than the destination and I’ve starting applying that same philosophy to everyday moments. I like taking long rides out in the country where’s there’s very little people. Where and when are your favorite times to get on your bike?
I try to ride year round here in Kansas. This year we’ve had a mild winter so it isn’t too difficult to ride some every month. We deal a lot with the high winds at times and that can take the fun right out of it! Do you travel much by motorcycle? We try to get a couple of big trips taken over the summer. Spring is always a favorite time to ride for me – like a rebirth of why I ride. Grass is turning green, trees getting their leaves and the smells in the air. Never enough time to ride as much as I want to, but Colorado and the Black Hills are some of my favorite places to be on a bike. I like your philosophy of the journey not the destination. We often focus on the wrong things and lose sight of what it’s all about.
Spring time is nice! We ride in the summer but have never taken any long trips on our bike. We’re out and about locally, maybe if my husband got a different bike we might go for longer rides. We have a soft tail but a road glide would be nice!
While I do ride when I can throughout the winter, I envy your daily commute.
I keep thinking that I need to stop with the excuses (lap top, coffee cup, camera, purse, lunch bag).
If I can take week long road trips, I can surely figure out how to commute with all my work baggage.
Keep on, Jeff!
If there’s a will… I’m fortunate that my job allows me to be pretty casual!
Yeah, that’s another obstacle. When I have commuted, I have to bring work clothes and change when I get there. But as you say … where there’s a will …