I received the fateful email today that set in motion the plans, thoughts, and dreams that will slowly begin to dominate my sleep and waking hours for the next 453 days.
"Congratulations! Your application was drawn for entry in the 2019 Iron Butt Rally!"
Yes, it's true, I am a little crazy. the 2103 IBR was an epic adventure I will never forget. In fact, it was so amazing that I signed up for more punishment in 2015. Unfortunately, a lot of factors conspired to make a rally experience I'd rather forget. I'd pretty much written off any more IBRs in my life.
But two new lenses in my eyes, a some great rides, and a new titanium knee had me thinking again. The coverage of the 2017 IBR had me wishing I was out there again crossing the continent in search of obscure animal sculptures. So with the blessing of my spouse/occasional touring passenger, I applied for another adventure.
So here I am, ready to go, with more than a year to wait.
