The Hills are Alive With the Sounds of a Duzer

It was an emotional goodbye Friday morning and my departure was delayed by all the nice people who came to visit and hug me goodbye. After all the tears, I headed out of town and was whooping and hollering all the way down the mountain, yeeeehaaa,sniffle sniffle, yeeehaa!. It was a very freeing moment to be finally pedaling my bike, this advenutre is a year in the making.