I'd almost given up waiting for my next tour, too!

I had given up waiting for your next tour, but recently had an urge to check on you, only to be pleasantly surprised to find this journal. You, Joy Santee, and Jeremy Nolan were my orignal inspirations to start touring, and here was a fresh adventure to share.

Welcome back to touring and thanks for sharing once again.

Happy to see you post again, Jeff. Glad you enjoyed the week away exploring your backyard.

Hi Jeff,
Georgous pictures, peaceful reading. Hope you will be able to share another adventure even a tiny one with your family.

"Non-adventure travel." I saw plenty of that on my tour last month. Big RVs, pick-up trucks towing large campers and fifth wheels, all going as fast as they can on narrow winding roads and through spectacularly scenic areas that I wondered if they even noticed.

LOVE the journal! Well done, Jeff!

No doubt the dog shit is collected in one of those allegedly bio degradable bags and taken back on board to be disposed of back at the marina.

Happy to know you're following along, Greg.

It's a different experience writing about a place that I know well, that's full of bike tourists all summer, and where I'm not cranking out long days. In many ways, this trip is the opposite of every other ride I've done and every other journal I've written.

There's also the fact that sometimes I read entries from my old journals and I end up thinking, God, just wrap it up already, who needs a paragraph about the pizza you just ate?

It feels good to change things up. But you already knew that!

Yes, the locals still wave. I love it!

I can see why you like living in the San Juans so much. It looks very beautiful. I also like the brevity of your posts. Just your inner thoughts and the bare essentials. It's a great style.

The drivers still wave at each other on Lopez? Some things never change. It was that way when I was a camp counselor there 50 years ago.

Hahaha, I forgot about that.

For those who wonder what we are talking about. I have a journal from when I was around 9 years old. There isn't much in it but when I thought that really nothing had happened at all on that day I actually wrote down, "Nothing."

As if nothing ever happens! Something always happens! But as a kid I guess I didn't realize that or maybe I didn't have time to write it all down because I was so busy doing nothing. Something to ponder.

The title of this entry is a nod to your journal entries as a kid. You've been honing this skill for your entire life!

You finally did it! You’re more zen!

I've made doing nothing into an art. It's been a great life.