If Kahlil Gibran has taught me anything, it's that you can't have the good without the bad.
When I was a kid, one of my favorite books was a page-turning sequence of fortunate and unfortunate events, called Fortunately.
Fortunately, island-stranded Bob found a boat. Unfortunately, the boat had a leak. Fortunately, Bob was able to plug it with his sandal... that kind of thing.
A series of unfortunate events
The past several days have been a boondoggle for Heidi and I, beginning with the stress of leaving a full day earlier than expected to try and beat an inbound late spring snowstorm.
Then, as soon as we got down to New Mexico, the National Forest Service decided to close all access to three national forests that the GDMBR runs through; making it virtually impossible to ride any of the state.
Then, we decided we deserved a mini spa day to reset and take the edge off our disappointment, but the spa required proof of vaccination and my card was in transit to Kalispell, MT in preparation for crossing into Canada. And I could not for the life of me find a picture of my vaccination + booster card.
The next morning, I awoke to Heidi screaming, "No, no!" and jumping over me to get to the door from within her Sprinter van. Someone was trying to steal my bike off the back rack and luckily she heard him through the howl of the wind.
A turn of the page
I can't recall, but I'm seriously hoping the book ended on a fortunate note for Bob.
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