Sitting on a couch at our lovely couschsurfing host's house just outside Whitefish, Montana after a relaxed down day and a hearty, mind-concocted, kitchen-cooked meal of baked sweet potatoes, quinoa and portobello muchroom (Spanglish pronunciation) with chives and fennel, and a blackbean tortilla chip soup with carrots onions garlic lemon pepper and cayenne pepper...random as!
My blood has been having fun flowing through my veins real fast this past week at the handlebar helm command center:
Mosquito bites, bwahhhhh
Knee ligaments that feel like they are tearing off the bone, bwahaaaaaahhhh
Afterblast drafts from logging trucks that wobble my whole existence, bleh
Spider bites on my butt, weird
Crazy sounding animal that sounds like it is trying way too hard to whistle unsuccessfully/ announcing in its own weird animal way that it is about to pass a stone but it is too dark out to identify that animal, hmmmm
Roadkill with guts spilling out into the pavement, everywhere!
Morning sun warming chilly bones,
Midday sun fryin' bakin' tannin' and overall overheatin',
Setting sun painting using unexplainable techinique.
The moon allows us to venture a bit deeper into the possibilities.
Eating most ingeniously concocted gruels, stews, mashes, and beetle munch.
Like feeding coal into the stomach of a steam engine.
Farting maximum velocity.
Lazy wakeups, bakeups, grassy shade breaks, getting rained on and staying dry, fetal position comfort under an endless starlit sky.
Convincing myself that with proper upright posture I will eventually become an inch taller.
Zooming downhill like a bullet crouching tiger style singing "the rudeboy train is coming through, the rude boy train is coming through, shoobie doobie dooo, shoobie doobie deeeee"
Random stares smiles glances waves nods...sometimes we make absurdly crazy faces at drivers for our own entertainment (bug eyes, widemouths, Popeyes, astonishocked looks of ghoulish horror, you know, just for kicks).
Crystal clear rivers and lakes providing the playful element of water; refreshment, rejuvenation, a lesson in patience and a new perspective on the passing of time.
Stories from the past, fantasies of the future.
Reflections on the now.
The Now, a cool zone, good "for my health and well-being" (current useful mantra).
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