
There was a certain irony about driving in a car while reading about the connectedness of travelling on a motorcycle, but we were in an autocrosser and taking the vehicle way beyond its limits on the forestry roads. There was no chance for the glazed-over look of car passengers Pirsig describes.
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The road to Holberg was 90 minutes of especially memorable driving (and we had further time to ponder as we waited for the garage to fix the damage after the return trip to Port Hardy).
The pictures of San Josef Bay cannot do it justice.

I will never know what influence the awesome settings had on my reading, but Pirsig's book has been one of those books that one always comes back to. I have re-read it a few times over the years.
I would like to invite Robert Pirsig to my soiree.
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