Ok, so I went to see the famous Cadillac Ranch aka Cadillac Stonehenge. I saw how incredibly far off the road it was, how uneven the dirt road was, and almost did just a drive-by.
And then I screwed my courage to the sticking post, grabbed both canes and started in the direction of the Cadillac’s.
Slowly, painfully slow at times, I made my way to the Cadillac’s. I did not waver, I did not stumble. I persisted.
While looking at the Cadillac’s, I met a very nice group of men, who just happened to be Mexican bikers. The Black Dragons.
I took their group picture and they took mine.
I then looked down the long walk way, and began my very slow journey back.
My legs were tired, but every time I began to falter, I said, “You can do this.”
And I did. I only almost fell once. But I didn’t.
I was tired, but determined. And never the less, I persisted.