Last night was the third time I have been able to ride my new stuntbike in Los Angeles since I returned from Europe. It's been a battle, getting all the parts made, shipped and on the bike, stuntbikes certainly don't build themselves. As I enjoyed a very low-key session with the California sun setting, sending purple and orange shadows across the concrete at the spot, I couldn't help but be aware of what I was feeling.
Peace and happiness (despite the fact I was physically buring out my tires and ripping wheelies).
The hectic nature of being on the road in foreign places for two years has taught me to see the world completely different. I am gratefull I have landed back in LA and can't wait to start building the moto-empire I have been dreaming and revealing over the last few years. As T.S Eliot said:
We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time