an animated picture of Boot Hill Cemetery I took in Tombstone Arizona last year....wait for it.
Since my answer to the Old Fat Man's comment took longer than a blog post normally takes, I just decided to make it my blog post..... I've never hid the fact that I'm lazy.
I'm glad to see that you're out there running around and walking some new trails you haven't been on for a while. I think a person needs that every now and then to keep from going stale and get out of the rut that we all fall into when we get so comfortable in our lives that any change looks like a threat.
And I think I can notice a little more life and optimism in your blog, maybe because you're on the move, or possibly because the view out of your window is changing. Whatever it is I'm jealous that I'm not out there enjoying the life of the nomad........yet.
I'm glad you asked that question because it gives me a chance to explain to everyone why I do what I do, and go where I go. I have a very loose and malleable rule about were I try to spend my winters and it generally comes down to any state that is warm in the winter with preferences given to the states that border Mexico and the Gulf of Mexico.
I try not to go to the same area that I was at the year before but if I do I try to take a different route if possible. And I do that not because I get tired of the places I was at last year, but because I try to force myself to do some things different every year so I don't fall into a rut that can be very difficult to get out of.
Sometimes its not easy, because being lazy like I am the easy thing to do is just what I did last year. Going to a new area requires some effort, can be challenging, and may require some planning, all of which can scare a lazy person like me back to the same roads and the same places year after year.
This year was kind of unique because I was 90% sure I was going to the southeast for the winter and spend my time in South Carolina, southern Georgia, and northern Florida. But the threat of an El Niño winter that's cooler and wetter than normal in the South put the kibosh on that idea.
now for anyone that doesn't understand how a man's brain works when faced with a situation like that, I will attempt to explain it in layman's terms.
Suddenly removing the idea of going to the Southeast for the winter left a big hole in my brain where that thought used to be, and it takes time for the cerebral plankton, which are fueled by beer and barbecue sauce, that are running around in my brain, to fill a hole that size with other thoughts. And the more I rest and relax, while drinking beer and eating barbecue, the faster the plankton will fill the hole with a new idea.
So even though time is running out, and the weather in Denver is getting decidedly chilly I feel that the steps that I'm taking by getting plenty of rest and a healthy diet of beer and barbecue I will be ready when the time comes to hitch up and head out. after all other than knowing when I want to leave, and where I want to go, I've got it all figured out.