I love to drive. My family has always been into cars, and we got new vehicles at a rate that would alarm most people. Granted, we would only get a brand new car maybe twice a decade, but the cars that had reached the end of their life-cycle with friends and family would find a new purpose and home with us. So being into cars was just second nature, I was helping dad tear apart engines well before I ever got behind the wheel, and still hate paying anyone to change the oil to this day. Ironically, I don’t consider myself that knowledgeable when it comes to cars because my dad and brother put me to shame. I’m more zen when it comes to cars, and enjoy “the drive” much more than “the how”.
That’s why when others scoffed at the idea that I was driving from Cincinnati to LA, I only got more excited as it drew closer. As I talked the other day, 2007 was a challenging year, and I am so happy I was able to take that drive to clear my head and prepare for 2008. When Angry Ken and I made the drive out here last year we came by way of Route 66 and south, this time I went north and through the Rockies. It was absolutely amazing. Just me, my dog, my truck and the road. I took a ton of pictures that I’ll be putting up over the next couple of days/weeks, and I can’t wait to see what memories they stir up.