The Road Trip

Have you ever in your lifetime had an overload of work, personal issues, brain overload, or just totally burned out?  That’s exactly what happened to me awhile back. My apologies, because this article is not all about Transgender issues or crossdressing, It is about inner peace and finding personal joy.

I woke up on a Thursday morning, sat up in bed, and proceeded to let my manager at work know that I needed some time off to reset. He agreed, for my 12 hour days had taken a toll on my mind and spirit. I had lost the ability to think clearly and manage my team of 19 people, and also had no desire to crossdress ( I didn’t share that part). I had to do something!  I took that day to decide what to do, and came up with an idea. I wanted to do something I really loved, so I planned a week long motorcycle trip through my beloved Great Smokey Mountains. I am blessed to own a custom Harley Davidson Bagger, so I loaded up what would fit in the saddlebags, grabbed my helmet and leathers, and took off.

I live about 15 miles from the Park entrance, and my mountains didn’t disappoint. The Fall colors and crisp clean air started to enliven my spirit as I proceeded towards North Carolina on US 441. My mind started to begin cleansing itself of built up garbage and data as I rode deeper into the Park. I don’t know if anyone here cares about cars or riding bikes, but personally the sound and experience of riding a Harley through the mountains is an absolute joy for me. I made it to Bryson City, NC the first day, and spent the night in a small rental cabin. For the first time in weeks, I fell asleep without the aid of sleep meds, because I was so relaxed and at ease from the ride.

The next few days I continued, riding almost 800 miles in the Park and surrounding foothills, meeting new people on the ride, and seeing some glorious views from the Foothills Parkway. On my way back, I entertained the idea of restarting my racing pastime again. Its really weird how I think so clearly while riding. I continued on my way home, wearing only a tshirt and shorts (84 degress in late October!). In a small town on the Tennessee/NC border I found the 69 Camaro that is on my profile page for sale sitting in a parking lot of a local garage. YOWSER!! This thing was gorgeous. I turned the bike around and stopped at the garage. The owner came out, we bartered and argued for about an hour, and finally came to an agreement.  I told him I would have to return with a trailer later in the week. but he graciously offered to load it up on his hauler and follow me back! Southern hospitality at its finest!

ANYWAY…enough of the boring stuff. My spirit is renewed, my crossdressing has bloomed again. I had to go back to my initial programing to figure who I am and what makes me happy. If any of you begin to suffer from total confusion of who you are, where you are headed in life (no one knows the answer completely to this one) try a personal reset…It worked for me.

With love to my Sisters,




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Samantha G.....

Great article Jesse. We all need to hit the reset button, should be at least once a year, or more if you can work it out.



Well done Jesse. You are right. We need to reset.
It’s easy to lose track of ourselves. Not so easy to get a significant reset as often we would need or like. As a compromise, I have taken the habit to do something, wear something, anything I really like everyday. It might last 2, 5, 10 minutes; I fully enjoy every second of it.



April (Pacific Princess)

OMG Jesse! This was a great article! You have nailed it girl. I don’t care about motorcycles or even cars that much, but that was secondary to your main focus of “rest, reset, and renew”. For me it’s just walking the countryside that does it. Beautiful days and lovely PNW scenery helps lift my spirit, and gives me time to think. 12 hour days. Yikes! And I thought my 55 hour weeks were burning me out. Glad to know your dressing is back girl. Just needed to find your muse! Oh, and please keep writing – your writing flows so… Read more »


Thank you Jesse for your article. Although the stress of 12 hour days are behind me, taking the time for the main focus of the triple”R”‘s is important…my wife and I just spent holiday time in California together and then joined my daughter for thanksgiving. If I may borrow your closing remarks. “Try a personal reset it worked for me”.

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Jesse, First off –wow what a gorgeous fall picture with your article-don;t know if that is one you took or is just a gorgeous representative picture of fall foliage but wow! Secondly, your advice reminds me of a tshirt I have that says: “If I’m ever on life support, unplug me..then plug me back in. See if that works!” While I try very hard to always have a positive outlook on life, I AM human (stop’s true!) and I DO have occasional down moments where I need to use some percussive maintenance and get that Leroy Jethro Gibbs “head… Read more »


I think it has to do with the sound of the bike and the feel of the air it just relaxes you. After a long stress filled day my short 20 mile ride home totally relaxes me. Its like a reset, brings me back to being me..Hugs to all Eddy



A great reminder of what’s important. I don’t have a bike. However, after reading your article I booked a flight to NYC and had dinner at my ATF restaurant.



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what a great story and I do know just how that fills I too ride a Harley 54 pan shovel that I built from the ground up and their is notting that can clear your head like a ride to no where and I do that every time I can… lost in ohio


Really loved your story Jesse and it brought back some memories for me. I had a Harley a few years ago and it was great for those “clear your head” rides. But living in northern Canada where bikes are few and jacked up pick up trucks are the vehicle of choice by the masses, I had too many close calls. So sadly the Harley was sold to a young man who would drive it more than me. Luckily like you I did find my dream ride four years ago, a 2007 Corvette. And I took it for a spin last… Read more »


Can relate to this story so well. Not fortunate enough to own a Harley or even know anyone I could get on the back of one with but it sounds like a very cool thing to do. However the other day we drove out of town towards the 25 minute drive to the mountains to search for a Christmas tree. When we turned off the main highway for deeper mountain atmosphere I was amazed. I think I had forgotten how beautiful it is up there at this time of year. To me it’s like a cleansing for everything. It was… Read more »


Was good reading that story of road trip by jesse stone just wish for once could get away for short while like she did but I’ve got the noseiest wife always wanting to know where I’m going or if with someone only way for me pull something off like that is sneak off without her knowing it only to be hounded or bugged the tire outta me once finds out I’m gone/zena

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