After many months of planning, the day has finally come. I am off and on the road. After a fun party last night, where we raised another almost $800 for the Drowning Support Network. I awoke feeling a little rough. I must say I was a little hesitant to leave. I really like my home and my life, and what I am trying to do is going to be hard. Both on my body and bike but my heart and soul also. After a long goodbye I was finally off and on the road. It didn't take long be for I was greeted with rain. OK, out comes the jacket. Then it got cold. OK now add a hoodie. Darn, still cold. Ahhh man, I don't want to bust out every piece of gear I have on the first day! So instead I stop for soup in Ft. Bridger. Greeted by sunshine and wet roads I rode on into Utah. Out of familiar territory, I rode up 84 into Ogden. with good directions I met up with Speck. Followed him to his home where I met his wife and we chatted til late munching on side bacon and cheese with a light beer chaser. Woo hoo 3.2! I sit typeing with my thumbs on a tablet my wife got me the day before I left; in a spare room of a friend, 400+ mi from home. Riding to Boisie tomorrow. And I'll post pics as soon as I figgure out how. Happy dreams y'all.