It all starts with some maps.
I think we all may do this. It's winter, maybe cold. Spring is just around the corner. You're feeling restless. The open road is calling. You need to feel wind in your face. You can't wait to strap the camera bag on your bike.
That's when I pull out the maps. Something about a paper map...just unfolding it gets all the thoughts and feelings moving. I look for the "Blue Highways". Before interstates, the highways across America were printed in blue. Today...red. OK...I'm looking for the red highways. I find Highway 50. It runs coast to coast through the heart of America for 3,200 miles from sea to shining sea. Time magazine devoted an entire issue in 1977 to Highway 50, calling it the "backbone of America". Heading west to east it provides a reverse time line of how our country developed. Studying the maps it looks like Highway 50 passes through literally hundreds of small towns lost in time.
OK, I'm hooked.
Ride safe, Carlan