"I have criss crossed this great land of ours, countless times... I hold the map of it here in my heart, next to the joyful memories of the carefree days I spent here as a boy, in your beautiful town Twin Peaks. From Alexandria, Virginia to Stockton, California, I think about Lewis and his friend Clarke, the first Caucasians to see this part of the world. Their footsteps have been the highways and bye-ways of my days on the road, my shadow is always with me. Sometimes ahead, sometimes behind. Sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right. Except on cloudy days, or at night."