There is something special about riding a motorcycle in the United States. Everything feels bigger. The landscapes, the skies, the distances and also the feeling of freedom. During this journey we long, open roads one alternated with rugged wild desolate stretches asphalt and spots that are so cinematic were that they were almost seemed seemed.

What me immediately caught my attention was how well the pace of the trip was set. No rushing, no crowded days, but just enough space to really fit the landscape to blend in. Sometimes we we for hours through vast emptiness, with only the engine, the horizon and the realization that there for the time being nothing else was to be. On other days it the route in the opposite through canyons, past rock formations and across roads where you time and time again wanted stop to take look.

The luxury of this trip was not part excess, but in a natural comfort. On the right moments it there calm, quality and attention for detail. Beautiful places to stay stay, unique stops along the way and always that feeling that someone knew knew where the real added value lay. Adventure Guide brought did not just structure to in a vast landscape, but he added also character to to the trip itself.

What is remained, is the contrast. The silence of the morning at a empty road. The heat of the afternoon in a small town. The feeling of endlessness that only this kind of journey can offer. It was a grand and personal at the same time — a rare combination that this trip made .