Siren’s call…

In a comfortable room, surrounded by friends, in a friendly town…1400 miles from home…and still she calls.

I should be exhausted…the riding over the last days should be enough. I should be happy to relax.

And still she calls.

There are roads waiting. Miles to burn. Hardships, heat and hazards to endure. A world to enter where life…and death…depend on fractional and precise manipulation of the controls and hyper-awareness of the environment around us and absolutely nothing else.

It’s a simple equation. If the skills are up to the task you get to live another day.

The outcome is not certain to any rational degree…and yes…still the big machine calls.

“Hey boss…it’s time to ride.”

“You got it babe.”

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer

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