Not specifically this weekend, but many weekends. I recently returned from a solo, 4000 mile road trip. It was my first extended trip living out of the cruiser. We started in Colorado and went through Utah, Idaho, Washington, Oregon, California, Arizona, New Mexico, and ended back in Durango. Woke up on the beach, in the redwoods, above the clouds, in the rain, in the rain, and in the rain. I saw one of the most beautiful sunrises my eyes have seen, then didnt see the sun for five days while in the pnw. Showers were few and far between, and i lost a pound or two or five. I went to a nudist natural hot spring, surfed for the first time, and had a quilt made for me, all courtesy of my good friend Anna. I laughed and cried (when i saw an ICON FJ in Malibu) and got lost a few times. I made pine tea at Mt. Rainier and also smashed my digital camera at Mt. Rainier (so all the photos here are 35mm film). Trips like these are good for the soul. Just a constant sensory stimulation that humbles you more and more with every mile. Oh, and did i mention the cruiser had not a single problem the whole way? Anna took this first photo of the cruiser and I, above Malibu, where we woke up one morning.