I was looking through YouTube for information on long distance off road trails, when I stumbled onto Teague Fleury’s Get Lost. The film starts with a great hook, Fleury’s motorcycle has broken down on a narrow, shoulderless road. I decided to give it a shot, even though it’s a feature-length documentary, nearly two hours long.
If you think you’d like to watch Fleury’s film, you might want to stop reading now; spoilers and impressions will follow.
Get Lost is a two hour film that covers about three month’s of the man’s life. If the cut is to be believed, Fleury has a miserable time, the entire time he’s on the road. I doubt that this is true, but he seems to have turned to his camera when he was feeling down. I walked away from the video with a few distinct impressions.
- If I’m going to vlog, be sure to shoot at least one session per day where I talk about the positives.
- If this guy can ride from Connecticut to Panama and back, I can too. I don’t have any interest in that specific journey, but there are several that I’d like to take within the continental United States.
- I want a motorcycle.
The first is pretty straightforward. I’m sure Fleury had far more little victories than appear in the film. Maybe he was too busy enjoying them to film. Maybe he wanted to keep them for himself. Who knows. I currently believe that while filming for hours every day and then editing that into an entertaining 10-20 minute YouTube video sounds like a ton of work, that’s what it takes to make sure I’ll have the footage to tell the story I want to tell, rather than being stuck with whatever bits and baubles I bothered to capture.
The second is also pretty simple; Fleury claims not to know what he’s doing at the outset of his trip, and that certainly seems to be the case. If he can do something like this, I can do something like this.
The third is complicated. I’m a forty-two year old man with no experience on a motorcycle. When I was a teenager I wanted one, but not badly enough to work for it. I’m not sure how my wife is going to feel about me getting a motorcycle. I don’t know if this is something I’ll actually enjoy, or if I just like the ‘idea’ of it. I know that a lot of the time when I learn about something new and interesting, my interest quickly fades.
After thinking about it and talking with my wife and a friend, I decide to take a basic motorcycle course. The first one that will be available to me locally takes place in September. It’s early July when I make this decision. Plenty of time. I call the bank and pay off my Jeep.