Heading out again
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snousleSigh... there might such a thing as too much fun. I got myself kind of oversubscribed this month. So, I'm heading out tomorrow for a couple days at a Billies gathering, followed by a couple days at Tim's GrungeGuys gathering.
The Billy gathering is really expensive, I think the "suggested donation" is $120 a night. For camping! And while food is provided, they don't provide booze, and technically they don't even allow it. It's at Saratoga Springs, which is why it costs so much; all I can say is that the owner there must really rake in the bucks. That's why I'm only staying two nights.
To be honest I don't really feel like going anywhere. That Sunday ride kind of wiped me out. Three hundred miles is a bit much for a day trip. I plan to considerably reduce my riding in the long term, particularly the long-range stuff, because frankly I've been everywhere and now I just want to stay home and get stuff done. It's also too pricey to be doing so much of it; the total average cost of riding a new Harley is nearly 50 cents a mile nowadays. I couldn't believe that my last set of tires was so worn until I checked my records and found I'd put more than 8,000 miles on them. When did that happen? Am I riding in my sleep or something?
I'm also in various stages of freaking out over not having quite the regular income I used to. We saved up a lot of money, which was good. I still have part-time work, John's got a decent pension, and soon enough I can start catering for profit, but this is one of the few times in my life where the balance sheet is not obviously moving in a positive direction. I have no idea of how hard I should be working or what my income target should be. Part of me says that after 15 years of hard work I should kick back a little. Another part of me worries that if I stop, I'll never get going again. The result is that it's hard to either relax OR get anything done. And four days farting around at camp seems like a reckless indulgence - that's going make a total of 14 days on the road in a space of less than four weeks.
However, I'm sure once I'm there I won't regret it. I often feel lead feet at the beginning of a trip but I'm usually grateful for having gone once I get there. There's only three more events for the rest of the year - French Meadows, Badger Flat, and Camp Mendocino, and maybe-possibly the Satyrs anniversary in LA over Thanksgiving. That's not all THAT excessive.
The Billy gathering is really expensive, I think the "suggested donation" is $120 a night. For camping! And while food is provided, they don't provide booze, and technically they don't even allow it. It's at Saratoga Springs, which is why it costs so much; all I can say is that the owner there must really rake in the bucks. That's why I'm only staying two nights.
To be honest I don't really feel like going anywhere. That Sunday ride kind of wiped me out. Three hundred miles is a bit much for a day trip. I plan to considerably reduce my riding in the long term, particularly the long-range stuff, because frankly I've been everywhere and now I just want to stay home and get stuff done. It's also too pricey to be doing so much of it; the total average cost of riding a new Harley is nearly 50 cents a mile nowadays. I couldn't believe that my last set of tires was so worn until I checked my records and found I'd put more than 8,000 miles on them. When did that happen? Am I riding in my sleep or something?
I'm also in various stages of freaking out over not having quite the regular income I used to. We saved up a lot of money, which was good. I still have part-time work, John's got a decent pension, and soon enough I can start catering for profit, but this is one of the few times in my life where the balance sheet is not obviously moving in a positive direction. I have no idea of how hard I should be working or what my income target should be. Part of me says that after 15 years of hard work I should kick back a little. Another part of me worries that if I stop, I'll never get going again. The result is that it's hard to either relax OR get anything done. And four days farting around at camp seems like a reckless indulgence - that's going make a total of 14 days on the road in a space of less than four weeks.
However, I'm sure once I'm there I won't regret it. I often feel lead feet at the beginning of a trip but I'm usually grateful for having gone once I get there. There's only three more events for the rest of the year - French Meadows, Badger Flat, and Camp Mendocino, and maybe-possibly the Satyrs anniversary in LA over Thanksgiving. That's not all THAT excessive.
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Date: 2008-07-02 02:56 pm (UTC)...at, as you say, a "suggested donation" of $120/night.
Well... there's always L-Theanine... or perhaps Benadryl. ;)
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Date: 2008-07-02 03:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-02 04:21 pm (UTC)Codeine and its various derivatives just make me sleepy; I prefer to use the smallest dose needed to relieve pain. Isn't biochemical individuality fun? :)