Been getting the stuff laid out and packing this week, been down and out with a bit of a cold this week though so hopefully didn’t forget anything. Still in a bit of a codeine induced fog this AM.
What percent of the enjoyment of a trip comes from the anticipation? Is it like dating, where a good part of the thrill is in the hunt and the pre-deal close anticipation, or is all the enjoyment had once you’re at your destination and riding? For me I think a good part of a trip’s enjoyment comes in fantasizing about epic pow under bluebird skys, even though 9 times out of 10 that’s not how it turns out.
Pic below paying a bit of homage to Lou’s post from the other day