An hour away and getting dark and cold

Kristina's report:

He called me last night......a flat tire totally miserable, the most exhausted he's ever been. It was 8:00pm and he was still an hour away from his camp spot.....getting dark and cold, unsure of what to do. He encountered many many very step hills(greatly harder to climb with a heavy trailer) besides the fact that there was an incredible amount of wind that almost knocked him down several times.

So, the first day did not go so well. If the second day is miserable to, I might go pick him up. We will see.

Jefferson's tendency is so often to bite off more than he can chew. Recording: let's do 18 songs in one day. Riding: let's ride to Idaho. There's just nothing leisurely about the man. I have to give him credit for that. The problem, though, is that he periodically ends up in absurd situations, as now. But I digress. Think positive thoughts and godspeed him on his way. Think of it in terms of the code of life, mainly WWHD (What Would Hemingway Do). Would he stop and have the pretty cellist pick him up and then spend the rest of the week drinking wine and reading Lorca, or would he ramble on against wind, dark, cold, and motorcycles?

Posted by christian at July 6, 2003 10:55 AM

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