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A Quick Ride Around the Neighborhood in the Snow

I took my remaining vacation days off around Christmas and New Years again this year. That means 16 glorious days off to do absolutely nothing. Just a little time to recharge and relax. But,… as the saying goes – the devil will find work for idle hands to do.

When the words “You know what we should do?” leave my lips, at this point Kenny should immediately turn on his heals and walk out of the room. But, bless his blonde little heart he goes along with my hairbrained schemes.

I love that boy <3

Postcard: Greetings from Chief Joseph Scenic Highway

May 2005

Hi Everyone-

We spent the night at the Cody Motor Lodge in Cody, Wyoming where we saw on the news that the Beartooth Pass from Red Lodge, Montana had been closed because of mudslides. Unfortunately that was the way we were going to head in to Yellowstone. We took an alternate route going up and over the Chief Joseph Scenic Highway. That’s where we snapped this picture.

While we were stopped, a lady pulled over and told us that the road ahead was covered in snow and ice. We decided that we could turn around if we needed to and kept going forward. I’m glad we did. It was only a snowy winter wonderland for a few miles. We emerged on the back side of the pass unscathed and pretty excited about what we’d just seen.

This was a day I’ll never forget.

This photo was taken in May of 2005 when Kenny and I rode from Long Island to Yellowstone National Park. It still stands as one of the most memorable trips of my life.

Do you have motorcycle trip “postcards” to share? Leave a link in the comments!

File Under: Long Lost Loves – My 1996 Kawasaki ZX-6R

Over the weekend, I was digging through a box of old photos, scanning them and creating digital copies.  I came across this photo from November of 1996; it was me hugging my firecracker red ZX-6R.

I had so many great times on that bike. Long summer weekends riding and riding and riding… anywhere and everywhere. Those were the days.

“Youth is wasted on the young.” - George Bernard Shaw

How about you?

Do you miss any of your old rides? Do you think you miss the bike or the time in your life it represents?