another perfectly good motorcycle ruined.......

Saturday, 20 October 2012

Fredricksburg

Sorry to keep harping on about it, but, as an Englishman abroad you need to cut me some slack, we headed out on two-lane blacktop, zig-zagging our way north, a thousand acres of sky stretching to and beyond the horizon, to Hairy Larry in California, my brotherman Whitey in Oz, Joe C. In Indiana, Turbogoof in Cinncinatti and everyone else who is lucky enough to live where their daily view is 'big-sky', unfettered by chimney's, buildings, power lines, industry and fucking McDonald's Golden Arches, you are blessed people, I love getting lost in it, vastness. Just consider that for a moment, the ability to just disappear into the ether, take a look around, beautiful, we stop for gas, I stand filling the tank, hot sunshine, petroleum spirit in the air, birds, the tick, tick, tick of the pump as it tops the tank, we arrive in Fredricksburg almost by accident, a German settler town, apparently the original settlers refused to learn English and would only speak German, I resist the urge to jump out of the motor and sing 'two world war's and one World Cup, head butt the local's and shout 'come on Fritz, let's fucking have it!' (Sorry, I've been watching too many 'Family Guy' episodes while I've been out here) and instead just appreciate the town, one of the most surprising discoveries is the Admiral Nimitz and Pacific War Museum, just looking at the Japanese Memorial garden and the memorial brick's set in the pathway's are a jolt to the system, so many lives given, so much sacrifice, fathers, sons and sisters, mums, cousins, daughters, grandparents, best friends and brothers........