Making Friends, Meeting People: Royal Enfield Edition
On Sunday I popped in to town to meet friends for coffee. It was a beautiful afternoon so there were lots of riders around enjoying the sunshine. I pulled in to the parking lot,...
Monthly Archive: April 2014
Channeling Spirit – Do I Have a Sidecar Dog?
Unless you’re a free and single bachelorette (…or bachelor, I’ve heard they let guys ride motorcycles now) the idea that you need to balance your motorcycle ridin’ with spending time with the important people...
Throwback Thursday – A Dusty Virginia Backroad
Don’t you love sifting through all of the ride photos that you’ve amassed over the years? Even though you’re busy reminiscing when you look at them, it’s funny how they inspire you to want...
Fatbike Long Island – Big Dune Buggy
You can file Pirate’s Cove under one of those places that I have overlooked for far too long. On Saturday morning, with the sky bright and blue I made my way over to the...
Piling On – Fatbike in Pirate’s Cove
How is it that cast aside or throwaway things can be beautiful? And yet… they often just are.
Fatbike on the Beach at Fire Island
As imperfect as Long Island is for riding a motorcycle, it as equally as perfect for beach riding a fatbike. Go figure. The first “long” ride I took with Lord Chubbleton was on Fire...
Escapism and Healing Through Motorcycles
After fourteen years together, I tearfully said goodbye to my sweet pup last week. I am devastated by her absence. She came home from the shelter with me before I knew my husband, before...
Getting Fat at Caumsett State Park
My friend George was really the person who lit the fire in me to get a fatbike. Seeing his ride pushed me over the edge to buy a bicycle. It’s probably no surprise then...
Fatbike: Riding to the Bug Light in Orient
On the day after my birthday my mom, daughter and I spent a few hours beach-combing along the shores of Orient State Park. Off in the distance I could see the shadow of the...
Fatbike on Long Island: Flax Pond and Crane Neck
The north shore of Long Island is gently lapped by the Long Island Sound. The beaches are mostly rocky because we don’t have big waves pummeling everything into sand. I rode my bike out...
April in Montauk – Where Tigers Roam
When my eyes popped open on Saturday morning, the rest of the house was fast asleep. All week long the weatherman had been calling for sunshine and temperatures in the 50s. It was my...
It’s About Damn Time!
I think I remember how this goes. The one on the right makes the smiles happen?
