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okay it's cold!

In the 30's and thus well below freezing at 75mph. At least it's sunny! I am finally feeling the cold, actually caught myself shivering a couple times! Even though it's colder than most of the hard times I has westbound I'm holding up much much better, thanks to my gear (I should get north face to sponsor me haha).

One thing that's starting to worry me is that I am almost home (300 miles or so) and am starting to 'check out.'. I read this great book awhile back by survival expert Laurence Gonzalez and his main point about 'accidents' (usually mistakes) is that they almost always happen on the way home from something, once the 'danger' is past.

Whether it's climbing a mountain or a boat trip you stop thinking about where you are and what is around you and start thinking about being home. I blame this for my only 'major' motorcycle accident - after 8 hours of heavy hiking I was riding home and not paying attention at all. When I got up after sliding and rolling 100+ feet I could clearly see the gravel all over the corner and should have seen it on the bike - but I was thinking of getting home fast and not paying attention.

Anyway, I'm trying to be careful not to let that happen again! :)

BTW this new Angry Whopper thing is kinda good!
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