There is nothing more exhilarating to me than changing my semi-planned route at the last minute.
En route to Las Vegas from Sacramento last week, I had a decision to make. Take a shortcut – faster, better weather, closer to my next destination – or face mother nature head on and enjoy a beer and some tacos with my friend Vanno in L.A. that night.
The decision was ultimately made for me… when it was time to make a left or go straight for L.A., a little ray of sunshine wiggled its way though the clouds and straight I went.
Unfortunately, my little sunshine friend was short lived and into the belly of the beast I went. What ensued, I’m convinced, was the hundred-year storm. The cats and dogs were even scared.
Mother Nature 1, Greg 0
“Yeah, but whata ride! It’s how you learn to appreciate the good ones!”
– DTM ;-}>>>
Regardless, I felt like I was in a scene straight out of Dumb and Dumber when Lloyd and Harry are driving to Aspen on the scooter up the mountain in the snow.
Just when I thought I was going to drown in the “lake” I was driving through, Mother Nature rewarded my adventuress spirit with a bit of dry weather and shades of the deepest reds and oranges I’ve ever seen in a beautiful sunset over the coast.
You see, sometimes instead of being scared of change, it’s best to embrace it… even when it means going through a storm. Because ultimately, it’s these little storms that make us appreciate the better parts of life.
And of course… sometimes, a storm doesn’t mean anything other than that it’s between you and a few brewskies with your buddy beachside at The Whaler in Sunny Southern California.
Cheers and safe travels!