Re: The Gorge
PostPosted:Fri May 15, 2009 10:05 pm
amyjared wrote:Enroute. I did too many tours in VW's slow, broke down, hitching, backpack and thumb some tickets, and my wits. Now, I'm in an RV, sitting in front of a computer, hauling up I-5 just passing through Salem. Music still blaring, Van the man helping the trip, a fridge, a bathroom all at our disposal. Driver staying sober for this eve, but the bouncing, throbbing beat of the highway is back in my blood, driving force, carrying me...I recall the beginnings, the feeling of being another Neal lusting for the road, traveling, moving, those rhythms that fill your body with spirit and joy..and the boys at the end, waiting to take me FURTHUR!!beautiful man! thanx