I have been a habitual quitter my whole life, but I will see this trip through to it's completion.
Going by my track record, this project would have a very high probability of failure. I refuse to let that happen in this case. Whether this really is my ultimate dream, or I am just tired of quitting, I will make this a success. Because I am taking such a black and white approach to this, I am going to have to come up with the minimum achievable goals for this journey. Say I start tomorrow, and I immediately hate it and want to quit. I need to have a clear set of objectives I must complete before I can even consider it.
Alaska always comes to mind when I have envisioned this trip, so it seems natural to start there. Although the time of year will definitely affect if that will be possible. I think I would have to start in the spring to give myself enough time to get there and back without running into serious snow. So unless I can get the motorcycle and gear in about a year, I wouldn't be able to start for Alaska until spring 2015. If I miss the 2014 window, I will just stay in the US longer and ride wherever my interest takes me and weather permits, and start for Alaska at the soonest possibility.
After Alaska, I would go south a different route that I took going up, meandering as much as I can while still avoiding the colder weather. Once in Mexico, I think I would like to stay on Baja California to stay with the pacific and to cross over to see the Sea of Cortez when I want. Cabo San Lucas seems like a great place to stop and ponder over my journey thus far. Will that be the beginning of a great journey, or an experience that launches me on to some other endeavor. I feel that I would be able to make an informed choice at that point. I hope that I choose to continue on south after that, but I may be a completely different person at that time.
I will have gone at least 10,000 miles once I get to Cabo. In Jupiter's Travels, Ted Simon describes a point in his journey where he feels "seasoned, and no longer expected to make silly mistakes or confront unexpected hazards. I had also developed a battery of useful instincts. I knew when there were thieves around, when the bike had to be protected and when it was safe. More often it was safe. I knew when to expect trouble from strangers, and how to defuse it. I knew what drivers of cars and lorries were going to do before they knew it themselves." This is the state if mind I want to achieve before I would allow myself to move on. If I do not think I have reached that point in Cabo, I would make myself continue on.
This is really only a worst-case scenario I am putting in place in case I have completely misjudged myself and what this journey will mean to me. I still have complete confidence in what I am doing and don't believe I will stop this until I have seen as many places as possible.
Great goal for your life! It is going to make for some awesome stories!
Here are some tips from a guy who cycled around the world:
Best of luck! Will follow !Just go for it! You never know until you try ^^
In this post I'm going to go into more detail of what I am trying to achieve.
I want to see the world by motorcycle, documenting and reporting what I find every step of the way. I hesitate to plan out too much, because I risk seeing only what I think I will find or what I want to see. As I don't have much experience riding motorcycles, I think it would be wise to limit myself to the United States until such time as I feel confident enough in my riding abilities that they become second nature. This prospect is perfectly fine with me, as I really haven't seen much of my home country. I can't imagine that I would run out of places to see or people to meet even if I contained myself in the US for five or ten years. With skills built and confidence gained, I would then like to explore Canada on my way to reaching Alaska. With that accomplished I would go south to Mexico, through Central America, with that leg of the journey culminating on the lowest point of South America. Europe, Asia, and Africa seem to be the obvious choice after that, but I will cross that sea when I come to it.
I imagine I will be camping for much of the trip. It will keep costs down and allow me to spend time in places with great natural beauty. I have yet to try it, but Couchsurfing seems to be a great program that serves the dual purpose of putting a roof over your head and introducing you to friendly locals. My only worry about it at this point is how far in advance you would need to notify the hosts, as the unplanned nature of this venture would limit my ability to do that to only a day or so. Nevertheless, I intend to use it as much as possible. Hostels and other cheap lodgings will probably be used sparingly, but I'm sure there will be times when I will feel like shelling out the money for a bed.
To record and share this journey I intend to write about all of my experiences, take extensive photographs, and experiment with video and sound recording where appropriate. I find this a point of great excitement because although I've had some interest in all of these fields for most of my life, I have never found a project to make me dedicate the majority of my time to them.
Again, writing the first couple of words is always the hardest. I want to go ahead and apologize for all the errors and mistakes, as I will have many of them. I have decided not to edit my own posts. I have been on edit mode for a long time now and I think it is time for me to just do, without thinking. This is going to be a blog of one tired girl, who is trying to figure her life out. It is my journey, at times very painful, in the search of me, who I am. I have always been a ghost of those around me, the guys I dated, the friends I had, the job I worked. I have always tried to hide behind them, I am the perfect chameleon, who can dedicate her whole self for someone else and then sit in the corner and complain that noone loves her. How can anyone, if I myself never tried to properly meet myself. I never needed anybody to put me down, because I can fulfill that task pefectly on my own. I have millions of ideas, but I never start them, because I am so scared, always so afraid that I will sound silly, that I will be unsuccessful, that I will just abandon it in the middle, as I always do. I am 27 and a half (this part is very crucial, because for the last six months i was dead sure that I was 28, until very recently I realized that, wait a second, I am still 27) and all my life I was sure that I was destined to be a writer. You guessed it right, I haven't even finished a blog post. Everything left in the middle. Once in a while, I find a great writer and be relieved to find out that they were much older than me when they wrote their first book. Now, I am sure that I will never have the guts to even start a book, so I am starting this blog. This is my plea to myself. I am doing this in a very loud cafe, full of pain and random people. And I am not letting myself a second thought. If I was a stranger reading this, I would probably think that this girl is crazy. What is so huge about starting a blog? Well, nothing really, everyone has done it, even I have done it in the past, but this time things are different. They just are. And I hope I will be able to continue this and just show how changed they have. If anybody reads this, thank you! From the bottom of my heart!