Jake
One evening Jake set his tent next to mine:
The bottle you see in the back was half empty when I came back to the camp site. When we went to sleep it was empty.
What can I say? One of the most honest and nice guys I met so far on my whole trip since more than a year!
His bike has stile. If you ride a Harley, then please one like this.
All his words have stile, genuine, no facade, no bullshit. If you speak, please speak like this.
I hope he writes back to my e mail address, so I can send him pictures from the Prudhoe Bay, where he could not go, because of a technical issue. I hope I make it there myself.
What a great meeting this was, a real brother. To each thing one told, a meaningful and positive answer was given by the other. Simple words and very true.
