This must be the same feeling that Lewis and Clark had before their epic journey west, minus the threat of death from bears or indians. That anticipation of new landscapes and people and sites you have never seen and places you have never been. I read an account of their journey in the book "Undaunted Courage" and their journal from the trip and it is amazing some of the things they accomplished and did, and did it so matter of fact, like it was nothing. Just a day at work. Weather, Bitterroot Mountain Pass, indian fights, Grizzly bear attacks. They lost one man. That's it. And he died at the start from illness. I can't afford to loose one man. That's all I'm taking. I almost lost him on the last trip at the Bayside Tavern.
Anyway, I know we won't encounter the adversities of the Lewis and Clark Expedition but I'm am still pretty excited. Nothin' beats a road trip.