Road Pickle

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Husband and wife, two motorcycles, 6 months, 48 states, and only the gear we can carry. . .

With Highway on his Honda ST 1300 named Blackbird and me on my Kawasaki Ninja 500 named Katie Scarlet, we have vowed to venture off to see America. It reminds me of the song by Simon and Garfunkle, America about two lovers who take off on a Greyhound bus to see the country;

"Kathy, I'm lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
All gone to look for America"

Since I was 19 I have loved this song. The entire album played tirelessly in my Toyota pickup as I rumbled from work to home and home to work as a secretary in my horrible rut. I was single, dating, and lonely. Having broken away from my abusive life with my mother, I had no sense of direction, so security, no home. I wanted to wander, see America, but due to a lifetime of abuse, I was filled with fear.

20+ years later, with my new husband Highway I've found my home, in his arms. He's gentle, brilliant, funny and kind. He knows me, understands me, and loves me so. Anywhere I go, if he's with me, I feel at home. It is still nice to spend time with my girlfriends without him, but when I want to come home, I just need to come to him. This trip excites me instead of frightening me, mostly because I'm never far from home if he's within reach.

We've launched a new site to journal our adventure, Road Pickle. My business/personal blog Tina Walker will also have information about how we do our jobs on the road and why we've chosen this career. Our entire lives, including our joint careers, have been designed to take a trip like this, to be mobile, to live anywhere we choose.

I hope you'll follow along with us, but I have a question. When will you take off on your motorcycle and see America?