Taking chances – an Adventure Announcement:

As we stood beside racks of worn leather jackets and rows of broken-in boots, we found ourselves on the topic of taking chances.  We agreed that we would not be where we are today if we hadn’t.  Chatting with Jessica at Yellow Devil was a reminder that when it all starts to line up, it’s the right time to take chances. I might not know exactly where I am headed, it might be time to step out of my comfort zone, but at the risk of greater happiness, it is worth doing.

I have struggled with how to present the matter, all the while quietly and stealthily working toward the goal.  There is some sense of hesitation because of all the what-ifs and how-tos and how-nots and all the obstacles that jumble my head on occasion.  I feel like it’s a coming out party more than an announcement, somewhat because this decision affects more than just me.  The trickle-down aftermath is what I grow cautious of… my family is proving to be supportive, most of my friends already know of the idea, and now know when, and soon I will find out how this affects my work as the months unfold.  Yet, even with some uncertainty, I kept coming around to one main question:  why wait a year?  So, I’m not.

This Fall 2012, I am leaving (that’s right, everything packed up in little boxes or sold) Los Angeles, CA and motorcycling (on my trusty KLR through pavement and dirt) south to Ushuaia, Tierra del Fuego, Argentina a.k.a “The end of the earth.”

I have 4 months to make arrangements… I invite you to watch the ticker count down the days and share in all my excitement and anticipation and trepidation.   Already, this adventure is like no other I have taken.

I include this picture from spring 2010 of my first ride taking the KLR on a dirt trail.  I didn’t know what to expect that day. I just listened to suggestions and tried my best.  Had I not thrown the bike down where I stood, I would have headed over the edge with the 400lb beast. But without taking a chance and testing my abilities with something I had never tried, or setting out to meeting people I had never spoken to, I wouldn’t have learned to trust in what opportunities lay ahead.  It opened my world.  I never imagined that day was the beginning of preparation for this next adventure.


  • roundtripping on Oct 24, 2012 Reply

    Hi Alison – looking forward to following your journey south! It’d be interesting to see what your 6 month budget looks like. I scrolled back and forth between posts but couldn’t find any mention of it. Keep the rubber side down!

    • alison on Oct 24, 2012 Reply

      Thanks! I will try to keep an accurate account and let you know at the end an approx cost.

  • Kristen on Jul 10, 2012 Reply

    I loved reading this. So beautifully said. I’m so excited for you and so proud of who you have become (without sounding too much like your big sister). 😉 I look forward to witnessing how your travels unfold. 🙂

    • alison on Aug 10, 2012 Reply

      Thank you for all the big sister support and understanding, when its not the “usual” thing to want to pack it all away and experience foreign lands. Much <3 xo

  • Cristi on Jul 04, 2012 Reply

    It’s about time, lady! Spread those wings and fly. Don’t over plan. Borch Maps are the best! Water bottles make great tank spares. Embrace the moments and the journey in-between: bike chases with stray dogs, enlisting a shepherd for help when you drop the bike in sand, the camaraderie between bikers along the way, catching piranhas in the Amazon with a stick/twine, sand surfing in Peru, and conducting bike repairs roadside when the only resource you have is you…and that is enough. Say hello to my intoxicating mistress, the open road. I long to see her again some day…

    • alison on Aug 10, 2012 Reply

      I can’t wait to meet the mistress….the countdown is grueling. Thanks for the map recommendation and other tips. Planning seems to be slow going, but I imagine most of it will be thrown to the wind once on the road.

  • nicomama on Jul 03, 2012 Reply

    Yes sweet Mama, it’s time. Time to answer the calling. Time to spread the wings. Time to listen. This adventure will not only give back to you in a big way, but will also give back to humanity. When one lifts themselves up to the next level, then we all get a leg up. Thanks for that.

    • alison on Jul 04, 2012 Reply

      And thank you for all that is you. I have been reeling since OX12 in such a wonderful way. Its time to embrace transitions and transform our lives to be living, not just how we imagine. I’m excited to hit the road, but also excited I don’t know where that road goes. I love the sentiment you shared and am looking forward to sharing what the adventure becomes.

  • Frank on Jul 03, 2012 Reply

    Here is a quote for you:
    “But what,” badgers a relentless voice, “exactly are you doing out here? What are you accomplishing? What are you getting out of it? And what, oh especially what are you going to do with your life?”

    The voice usually stops me. Knocks me down, kicks sand in my face. But this time, finally, I tell the voice to shut up. It’s a stupid question, what are you going to do with your life. Setting out to do something with your life is like sitting down to eat a moose. Nobody ever did anything successful with their life. Instead they did something with their day. Each day.

    Sunrise is birth. Sleep is death. Each day is your life.

    Let the moose run. Eat some blueberries.

    –Paddle Whispers by Douglas Wood

    My buddy (for 40 years) just took a trip from Skagway to Tierra del Fuego. His Facebook link (I’m sure he won’t mind):

    Its official, I want a KLR (rusty or not).

    • alison on Jul 04, 2012 Reply

      Thank you Frank for the awesome and apt quote. No moose here… I will be setting out to live each day as it presents itself. It’s warming to see others share in that idea.

      Do you have another link? (that one didn’t click thru – since I would love to check it out.)

  • alison on Jul 02, 2012 Reply

    That is a great quote! Once and adventurer…always an adventurer. Have a fantastic time on the PCT…30 days is still quite the journey. Cheers!

  • Greg Hertel on Jul 02, 2012 Reply

    “Sometimes you just have to jump and hope that you learn how to fly before you hit bottom”
    Go for it Alison! I commited to a 500+ horseback ride up the Washington section of the Pacific Crest Trail. Up until last September, I hadn’t ridden in 48 years but here I go. Just me and a 29 year old woman (my horse connection) and I. She’s pumped and excited. I’m a bit more cautious but looking forward to it. You’ll be gone a lot longer tho. Our ride will ‘only’ take 30 days. Best of luck and of course I’ll follow along.

  • alison on Jul 02, 2012 Reply

    You’ve been there since the beginning, would only be fitting for a send off. The count down is on to get some weekend riding in…I still could use a little help with dirt skills. Let’s gather the KLaRmy and ride!

  • DanO on Jul 02, 2012 Reply

    WOW. I’ve been guilty of procrastinating in complimenting you on the photo’s from the latest Southwestern sojourn – as well as thanking you for the B-day wishes. But that’s all insignificant compared to this latest development.

    Looking forward to following your preparations. Gee, I’ve got 4 months to fix my donkey. Perhaps a few of the Saturday wrecking crew should escort you as far as… well, Nogales anyway.


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