Focused.  Calm.  That’s how I feel.  Mixed with brief waves of heavy stress, but overall I feel great, I feel ready.

Little things are being accounted for.  The checklist grows slashed.

My mind is set out to the tundra.  The lonely first test grinding at the heart of what this really is.

It’s not about the bike.  It’s not about the gear.  It’s not about my sponsors.  It’s not about the respect of others or their admiration.

This is just a selfish dream that I hope will have the power to inspire and motivate you to protect and defend the things that I love, and hopefully, you’ll fall in love with them too.

I’ve heard it said that trekkers are escaping something in the process of finding something to escape to.

That sounds about right.

Cheers,

Larry