About three years ago I conceived my next Death Valley adventure - a self supported solo crossing. I wrote about it here -
I even bought the baby jogger and other things to get it going. To say I was derailed might be an understatement. Recently, I took a major step to making it happen this summer. I got out the jogger and took it for its first trial run. It felt good. I laughed and I cried. I laughed at the absurdity of my starting to cry when Highway to Hell came on my iPod. But, cry I did. The fact that I am able to even think about this thing after the kind of back surgery I had is astonishing.
Honestly, I don't know if I can make it. It is a lot to ask. When I look in the mirror, I see an aging fat man with a huge scar on his abdomen, and another on his back. But, I am doing it. I am giving it the best shot I can. I am truly on a Highway to Hell!
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| Loading it up. Lots of water. |
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| An aging fat man with his baby jogger. |
"no stop signs
speed limit
nobody's gonna slow me down
like a wheel
gonna spin it
nobody's gonna mess me around
hey satan
payin' my dues
playin' in a rockin' band
hey mumma
look at me
I’m on the way to the promised land
I’m on the highway to hell
highway to hell
I’m on the highway to hell
highway to hell
don't stop me"
speed limit
nobody's gonna slow me down
like a wheel
gonna spin it
nobody's gonna mess me around
hey satan
payin' my dues
playin' in a rockin' band
hey mumma
look at me
I’m on the way to the promised land
I’m on the highway to hell
highway to hell
I’m on the highway to hell
highway to hell
don't stop me"
-- AC\DC
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| Starting down the Highway to Hell |
Onward!
"Badwater" Bill
Acton, CA
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