In Japan, there’s the concept of wa — harmony, a peaceful unity.
On the open road, the feeling of the harmony between man, machine, and Nature.
The land isn’t ours to own. We belong to her.
Driven not to escape, but to belong.
Can’t put a price on Mother Nature.
“The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.” – John Muir
These lands don’t belong to politicians, profiteers, narrow gauge sellouts.
They belong to the wind, the stars, and those who listen.
The awe we feel is our inheritance.
“We do not inherit the Earth from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children.”
