Today I start writing a decision I made last year-ending; to ride from Portland Oregon to Portland Maine. At the same time my dear friend Tracey got diagnosed with early Alzheimer’s. So I decided to take her with me, in mind, on my handle bar. A, not-giver-upper, as she is, and as her family is, she ‘d found already a lover with a family who is determined to make a documentary, about her, about past, about now and future and take my journey of 3500 miles as a thread to film -live.
8th of august I fly to Portland, the 10th early in the morning we ride off from the Marquam Bridge. Through the beautiful city Portland to a campsite in the mountains, to The Dallas, to Roosevelt to Missoula. Mountains, Planes, and New England forrest. To meet Prince’s world. To ride on.
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