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It was time to head home. It was hard to believe I had been gone for two months already. Time flew by! I had seen amazing places, got to see amazing people and made a few more friends along the way. Heading home was a bitter-sweet moment. It was hard for me to admit that but it is the truth. I was excited to see my friends and family but I wasn’t excited to be back in the small town that I called home. When that reality hit me it was like a rock smacked me. I definitely knew that for me in that moment of my life I was for sure doing exactly what I was supposed to do. Which for me was traveling.

I hauled a trailer back home from Indiana but instead of taking it to California I had to make a stop in Coeur d’Alene Idaho. The trip back to the west coast was a good one. I was able to see more amazing states. My first stop was in Grand Island NE to stay the night with some family. The next day the wind picked up so I ended up not making it to my planned stop instead I once again was Hamlet bound to visit Uncle Brian and Aunt Heidi.

I woke up that morning the wind was way calmer so back on the road I went. Little did I know that about an hour away the wind was whipping so instead of making it to Salt Lake I made it to a small town in Colorado where a friend I grew up with works on a feed lot. It had been a few years since I had gotten to see Austin. I was able to spend time with him and catch up. There is nothing better than getting to spend time with someone you grew up with and seeing how happy they are.

The next day I made it to Boise Idaho to another family members house. I had one more day to go on the journey to Coeur d’Alene. Getting to spend time with Kelly at her home from Boise was amazing. Kelly has always been on of my favorite people. We hadn’t gotten to be around each other a lot in my adult life but the times that we had were the best. So getting to catch up was amazing.

I got the trailer to Coeur d’Alene and it was officially the last leg on the road home. One more night spent with friends in Redmond Oregon and I would be home. Leaving Redmond I only had a 5 hour drive home that wouldn’t go fast enough. There I was driving down hwy 97 and at this point I just wanted to be home and see my nieces and nephew. I made it to Klamath Falls Oregon and was able to see beautiful Mount Shasta. This is the mountain I grew up looking at every day. Pulling into Red Bluff for the first time in two months was surreal. I was so excited to see my nieces and nephew. Pulling into the driveway it hit me I was finally Home but it didn’t feel like it always had. I was happy to be back in the place I grew up but I knew I didn’t want to be there full time. I had changed. I had grown as a person. I had seen amazing places. I was happy with the person that I was more than ever before. That I have the road to thank for that.

So what was next?