Paragraphs of Daily Thoughts, some Mental Therapy and some reviews of our “well seasoned” Gear and Services we utilize. Published Weekly or so.

“So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.

Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none.

When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.

When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.”
~ Chief Tecumseh ~

A Lady Friend of mine asked me the other day while sitting by our fire pits having dinner, right here in this center of my own Universe I created, if I missed "cuddling…". It was the right place to ask, the right time. I knew she meant the aspect of with another Human Being as it brought up a wave of emptiness and questions and thoughts not often faced. Not often because of the stark reality of it not being present, not in her sense, having not for quite a while. It threw me off and so unlike me I could only stumble on my words and avoid her eyes while trying to end that short paragraph of the question I needed to think about it, or truly did not like my own reply, what could have been my immediate answer.

The concept caught me by surprise. Some sadness descended upon me the more I thought about it, yet my "cuddling" has been with Mother Nature these past Years, with Spirit, the beautiful spaces we encounter and share with photos, videos and some writing sometimes pertinent to such grounds we cover. Intimate and passionate, yet nothing that could compare with the instant reaction and warmth and touch of another Being. How thoughtful it would be to share as such up on Muley Point when the Moon rises and the rocks of their reds and magentas and all in between throughout daylight hours turn into purple hazes playing shadows all around their vast playground from the brilliant disc that spans the skies so slowly allowing the scenes to be taken all in.

How glorious it would be to share a stream or a lake of icy waters in the middle of summer while soaking our feet and splashing each other with some coolness so much needed throughout such times while an arm around a waist and feelings beyond it’s physical entity. What a treat it would be to ride the 60 miles of unpaved roads reaching a dead end called "Toroweap", the raw face of the North Rim of the Grand Canyon where less than a thousand visitors a year experience. All alone and yet together on the balanced cracked rocks with no barrier allowing the vision to plunge into the bottoms of one of the most grandiose sight ever. A hair raising acquaintance. A hold onto each other transmitting the feels of two people as one.The ultimate cuddle.

 

All is intimacy of the Human kind, it is cuddling with the surroundings, but again the touch of another close by mental and physical Being takes on a different level of Life. Cuddling can be within a crowd, with a look, a gesture, a certain smile, a twinkle of the eye, silent words not needing a true voice but only a perception of a wave so right and comforting. Yes, it has been a while as much as it is Human emotions much needed to balance it all while only when the players are the right ones because, they might be called "players", but it is not a game. Far from it.

To be nurtured, to be wanted, to be held, to be hugged, to be kissed and on. The warmth of our spaces are of incredible greatness. The shores of Northern California, Oregon, Washington, the Olympic Peninsula. The Oceans are beating on the beaches with a mist blowing covering all with their film of salt, the sand all wet and dry between the toes grinding their skins and yet feeling them so alive, running in and running out playing this game of staying dry from a surf amusing itself. All is so full of emotions. Will it be one set of footprints or two? Is all really cuddling when only one set of footprints is left behind so quickly washed away?

The roads, paved and unpaved, they unravel endlessly. Some are straight, some are curvy, some have hair pin turns. They provide a relationship, they are the relationship, they envelop us. The feel bounces back and forth endlessly until stopped, and it stops unlike the Human feel which would continue as even more heightened by exchanges of words and a hug and some… cuddling. Our World and Path is full and yet could be fuller as it is not the first time I have been asked that question which also entails "do you ever get lonely?". 

I have often replied such with humor. As if compared to the triangle of a Pyramid, the relationship’s top absolute triangle has to be within the ability for a Life Partner to ride a dual sport motorcycle or sidecar as we do. Only to get "there", explore, well being. Funny enough, that is only the top of a common reality needed as then on comes to live in a tent and all the peripheral activities which comes with it. The compromises we ourselves have accepted as who knows how long it would be for anyone to  understand the prize rewarded when such compromises are in effect. If ever. This Lifestyle is not for everyone. The running water and the switches for lights are missing, but so is a calendar, a clock and the Urban cement walls. 

Our light bulb is the Sun. It is on most of the time and when it is not it manages to hide behind the most beautiful painted skyscrapers. Oh! How did I get here from cuddling, to the pyramid, to riding? I think my thoughts are a bit ahead, a bit North of here, not that Big Bend is not beautiful and fulfilling but the geology of Utah, the Peaks of Colorado, the meanderings in Wyoming, the Big Skies of Montana, the back roads of Idaho, well, they call. There is room for cuddling since that question came up. Here and there. Everywhere we step on.

Maybe it is I am not afraid to cuddle up with our spaces, but maybe with the Human entity as when subjected with such a loss as I have in recent past, loosing again which contrary to my way of Life is such negative thinking unlike me, is a fear I maybe have not overcome. Loosing Life for myself is always a readiness present, it is a passage we all are going to go through, and who knows, I might just get to see Lance again and have a true cuddle with him. The closeness with another Being is so much of a different stage, a stage that has been empty now and yet, it’s door is open, wide open I know as I am on a marker of Life so well balanced and well paved. What would make it all right? So many questions again with so many blank answers. 

The fire ring warms us up. The flames are dancing, they are almost reaching us. Time will tell.

 

All about our Gear

“Goal Zero”, our Solar Power

When “Goal Zero” came up on the market a while back and were kind enough to help us out, it was a “no brainer” to say yes. With today’s technology, carrying a laptop, smart phone, SAT phone, SPOT with rechargeable batteries, cameras, rechargeable lantern and head lamps, you name it, this is what keeps us on the road with quite a sense of independence. I have not kept up with their new models, a few advances I am sure, we are still using 2 Sherpa 120’s, a 100W inverter and a 24W folding solar panel. It has been more than enough for our needs as both Sherpa’s can be coupled to be charged together or separately, or one being used while the other one is being charged with the panel or even while riding. 

The units include everything needed as far as wiring. They are all easy plug ins, I even often recharge my phone directly through the panel while the Sherpa’s are themselves coming back to full power. They are rugged, they can go through much abuse as with us, they are truly an incredible commodity while on the road or here, while taking videos, photos or writing off line when mostly without an Internet connection.

Not much else to say really about it. It is simple, ready to go, gives the power we need, they have many different designs for everyone’s needs, great phone service and website for any possible questions. Of course I cannot see us living without it anymore.

Stay Well, Healthy, Happy.
                                      Ara and Spirit

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