Some say there is a thing called sleep momentum. Yea! It’s an real thing … I think. I may have the term wrong but that is not my point of mentioning it. My point is that I went right back to sleep and the dream I had continued. I know this because it started out with the same scene. The mountains at dusk from the Hyalite road.
Some say spring is a glorious time. Others disagree because just as temps get into the 70s a huge snow storm and cold snap hit. Disappointed people wonder when summer will arrive. Me? I am not shocked when its cold out, even in summer. Snow is not un-expected as well. Maybe it is because I meet up with so much. Not from spring and summer storms. From encountering it out on an adventure. On hot and nice days I am not in town BBQ-ing and soaking up rays. No! I have bike packed out-of-town and climbed until I find snow. And diversity. I feel drawn to it. So when it is time to leave the road and push my bike through three feet of snow I am actually giddy.
Some say that two is better than one. I am not going to argue with that I guess. Sometimes when I am alone on an adventure I could swear I have company. Sometimes I even break out in conversation. Some call this talking to oneself. And in my dream as I stumbled over the snow bank my friend came rolling up and dismounted.
Some say sharing an adventure makes it more fulfilling. I think that is true. Either it a spot tracking device linking you to onlookers via the inter-webs or simply having a buddy along I believe it very rewarding. Maybe that is why I share my experiences in my blog even though I tout that is an outlet.
And as my dream became more fulfilling the sunlight of a new day broke through the cabin window and woke me up.
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