A short intro to a long post: Seeing as how I’ve laid out most of the background for this tale already, I’ll keep this pretty short. Going to stick to the need to know if you catch my drift. Even if you don’t, that is what is going to happen. Probably. If I can stay focused…
You, intrepid (you must intrepid if you’re reading this) reader know that at this point in our story I’ve left my job, and am destined to set off on an epic adventure to somewhere. What you don’t know are some of the particulars, which I shall share with you momentarily.
You should also know that pt.i will begin on May 21st, 2019. This is just after giving notice at Mazda, and just before officially leaving. It should provide a good base for the story. I think we’ll carry it through day 2 on the road, too.
There were a few weeks of ‘prep’ in between my last day in the office and my first day on the road, so we won’t immediately set off, but patience will reward you, friends. We’ll get rocking, and once we do… OH BOY! We ain’t stoppin’! I hope that isn’t overselling things.
Oh, one other thing that I feel worth sharing. Just before solidifying the decision to depart I got LASIK! While I was only wearing glasses at night, it was enough of a hassle to me, plus glasses on long trips inside helmets suck! So I am happy to admit I have just over 20/20 vision, and don’t wear glasses at night now. I also urge you to do LASIK if you’re even remotely on the fence about it. One of the best decisions I’ve made, even if it wasn’t the least expensive decision I’ve made. GO GET YOU SOME LASER EYES!
Wait a darn second… one other other thing… I’m going to actually share parts of my personal journal, which isn’t something I’ve shared anywhere, or with anyone, in the past. It feels like the right time, and the right story, to do so. It won’t be with every post, but where I think it works (they’ll be in italics like the extra commentary usually is).
Alright, I think those are the things that needed to be shared before we head out… so… ready? Let’s go!
May 23, 2019
Now that it’s officially out there… I did a thing recently. I made a huge choice….
I officially decided that my time with Mazda is up, and gave my notice. I’m here until the end of the month, after which my plan involves riding to Prudhoe Bay, AK followed by… I’m not sure.
The only thing I am sure about is this: I’m taking three months to myself to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. To figure out what is next for me, and what adventures I want to pursue.
Mazda has been amazing for the last 6.5 years, and has become like family. I’ve made friendships that will last a lifetime, and been able to leave an impression on an industry I love.
Nothing about this decision has been easy, but important decisions never are.
I’ll be writing about this journey as I go, so feel free to follow along.
And fittingly, it’s mental health awareness month. A topic that gets far too little discussion. I hope I can help change that.
So, that’s my big news… hope everyone is having a bitchin’ week!
Additional comments from the present (Oct. 2, 2019): Between the above and the below my family threw me an early birthday party because many of us wouldn’t be around. It was good fun, and tacos were had. It did cause some funny confusion among people who didn’t realize it wasn’t my actual birthday.

May 31, 2019
6 years, 4 months, 24 days later… this chapter comes to a close.
I will miss Mazda, and the friendships I’ve made. Yes, many will continue for life, but it’s going to be strange not seeing people nearly every day. A very bittersweet end to a great part of my life.
So many good memories. Mazda impacted my life in a positive way, and I like to think I also impacted Mazda. Mostly positively…
10 years ago I stood on the doorstep of 30, and also underwent a large life change. Now I stand on the doorstep of 40 looking at another significant change.
Can’t wait to see what happens next. Here’s to the future…

Additional comments from the present (Oct. 2, 2019): After that I did a thing I’m pretty proud of, and raised just over $1,100 for a mental health charity. Something I need to revisit soon. If you don’t think it’s important you’re dead wrong. Please help change the stigma around this incredibly important issue. Even just being there for someone makes a huge difference.
June 6, 2019
Thanks for all the birthday wishes. 40 isn’t so bad…
June 12, 2019 (originally on FaceBook)
Well, the time is finally here…
Not the prettiest photo, but it’ll have to do. All loaded up, ready to rock. Leaving early afternoon tomorrow. Finally getting this show on the road. All billion pounds of it.
I really think I’m overpacked, but I’ll shed things as I go. The great news is I can do that this trip if I need to. I’m also going to ship my camping gear to Oregon as I won’t need it until then, and I might as well lighten a bit (even if it is super light stuff).
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June 12, 2019 (Personal Journal)
Prologue: How to start? More importantly, when to start… I’ve had this dream of riding a motorcycle around the world almost as long as I can remember. But it never seemed like a real thing. Never a real possibility. Life & work were always ‘in the way’. Realistically, I was in my own way – at least that’s likely more accurate.
About two years ago I took a job back with Mazda Corporate in Irvine, something that would start me on a journey towards my goal. I obviously didn’t know that then.
I started becoming increasingly unhappy with my job. A large amount of the work was rewarding, but the good was overshadowed by the bad. I started really wrestling with things, debating the future & whether or not it included my continued employment with Mazda.
Mazda is a brand I love, which made things harder. My boss was awesome, also making things harder. The debate raged on.
Eventually, I was forced to admit I’d already made a decision. A ‘perfect storm’ occurred that let me follow through on that decision. It was time to leave Mazda, and follow part of my dream.
So, I found myself on the doorstep of 40, giving notice to a company I love yet couldn’t stay at, with just enough in the bank to figure out what I really want to do.
Step 1 is to pack the bike and head north. Prudhoe Bay, AK is my destination. At least the first one. After that… who knows. I’ve given myself ~3 months of travel before it becomes time to end up back in the ‘real world’.
The point of this poorly written prologue is: I was unhappy. I quite my job. I’m going on a trip that I may never be able to do again. I’ll figure it out on the road.
Should be interesting. Nervous. Excited. Hopeful. A lot going on.
Lets see what happens…
June 13, 2019
Day 1.
This is going to be short because it wasn’t a very long day. I also didn’t take many pictures. There really wasn’t anything interesting that happened.
Spent my morning running errands, seeing my eye doctor (LASIK checkup), and finishing all the last minute stuff. Completely uneventful, really.
Well, minus the not having a destination part. I quickly picked a place, and found a hotel. Cambria bound for today.
Original plan was to be on the road at 1. Reality saw me on the road at 2. Same difference, right?
Leaving meant crossing LA, which was a mess… as usual. Traffic was constant stop/go, and I went right through downtown on the 101. Stupid.
Additional comments from the present (Oct. 2, 2019): LA was a serious mess! I made a huge mistake in my route, ending up taking the 5 to the 101. This was not my intent, because I nearly always opt for the 405. The 405 has a carpool lane, and isn’t as much of a nightmare.
Even so, I had a moment on the 101 that sort of made up for it. Some guy was (as is typical around here) paying more attention to his crotch (i.e. his phone… nobody just smiles at their bits in traffic, do they?) than the road. That meant, even though the speeds were nearly zero, the guy was creating a hazard for me. About the third time he almost crushed me I was finally able to get by. What was really interesting was the fact I now found myself next to a Highway Patrol officer… so I did what any good citizen would do, I knocked. That’s right, I knocked on her window. After the initial shock I filled her in, and watched with satisfaction as justice was served. STOP TEXTING AND DRIVING! Please!
I’d completely forgotten what piloting the S.S. Schwein (new nickname for the bike?) was like with both boxes. The thing is WIDE! Even so, I quickly got used to splitting. Handling is surprisingly good still. I consider that a win.
When I finally made it out of LA things started to get a bit better. Ventura county saw traffic thin, and speeds pick up.
There wasn’t really a ton to see until Santa Barbara, where I cut across the 154. Made a quick stop at Lake Cachuma. Last time I visited the lake was nearly empty. Now it’s super full. Really cool to see.

Quick ride from there through Morro Bay, into Cambria. Love this tiny little coastal city. However, the temps have dropped quite a bit. It is chilly.


Funny enough, the place I’m staying I’ve actually been at before. My dad and I stayed at the Creekside Inn on our trip years ago. Total accident that I booked the same place.
Alright, that’s about it. Time for beer, and probably dinner.
Odo Start: 14,593
Odo End: 14,848
Daily Miles: 255
Cum. Miles: 255
June 14, 2019
Day 2.
Today was pretty alright. It was another short day. Cambria to Saint Helena.
Not much to write about, really.
I saw a cop roost a massive u-turn. Saw some other stuff. Peed on the side of a shed in SF. Made it to St. Helena. Had dinner with the most amazing people.
Additional comments from the present (Oct. 2, 2019): So, yeah… the shed situation. I found myself cutting straight through SF instead of going around, which is really the wrong thing to do at any time of any day in any year. It’s a nightmare. No room to split. People nearly playing bumper cars. It’s garbage, and it takes forever. While slowly traversing the city my fuel light, and bladder full warnings came on at almost the exact same moment. No problem, right… just pull into a gas station, solving both needs at once. NOT QUITE! This is SF, and I found the gas station without a restroom. Welp, desperate times call for desperate measures, right? The station attendant let me use his private restroom… the side of the shed next to the building. Flippin’ San Francisco.
I’d also like to take a second and say more than ‘the most amazing people’ about my friend William, and his wife Andrea. They are two of the most kind, loving, genuine people in the world, and it’s always an honor to see them. Will and I have known one another for nearly two decades (holy crap), and he’s one of those guys that you can just carry on with no matter the gap since the last meeting. It was great to stay with them, and we might have had a very large amount of wine. Allegedly! Always a good time with The Wagners.

Yeah. Nothing really to write about.
Odo Start: 14,848
Odo End: 15,151
Daily Miles: 333
Cum. Miles: 588
Additional comments from the present (Oct. 2, 2019): Ok, so this is a thing that is probably going to happen quite often. I am going to add to the original posts as much as I can, or at least where appropriate. Again, often times this will be directly out of my personal journal. Many of the early days on the road ended up being really short posts like the two above. Day 2 at the least needs more, which you will have noticed above.






























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