What do you do when you manifest a dream motorcycle so fast you don't have time to get all the fancy gear?
You say yes to the ride of course.
it's way before dawn and the sky is falling. The kitchen below me is filled with smells of toast, coffee and the crazy early tinkle of laughing wild women. It's not yet 4 am and the wild rumpus has begun.
What began as a quiet invitation from a beloved friend has bloomed into a pilgrimage to the church at the top of the world to stand in the face of a brand new rising sun.