Final Blog- Billy Edmundson
I’m still trying to gather all the experiences that happened the past 21 plus days. After being home for the past few days and trying to get back in the normal routine of working 8-5, I keep thinking about the brotherhood and the black asphalt road that keeps winding through this great county. Snow covered mountains as you ride past, large vast empty grasslands that lead to deserts, and of course the barb wire fences that stretch on forever. In between all these sights are the people that we met, from Cooper who is 12 years old gave his own $50.00 as a donation. The older cowboy in the restaurant with short pants, boots and his hat, asked a few questions and handed over $200.00. There were stories like this every day for the riders and to be part of this great adventure was nothing but awesome. I will carry these memories with me forever, as all the riders will.
Thanks to all.