A Year in Review – Motorcycling Through 2011
Now that we are just around the corner from the close of 2011, I find myself reflecting on some of my favorite moments and blog posts throughout the year: …………… January We kicked off...
Category: Motorcycle
The Kindness of Strangers: Traffic Light Edition
I left work very angry today. That isn’t something I do often. In fact, I could probably count the times that has happened in the last 4 years on one hand. As I rode...
When You Can’t Find the Right Words
Sometimes… sometimes there are just no words that you can string together to properly convey your feelings. I was on the side of the road taking a picture of the view when I saw...
Moto Photo: Me and My Shadow
It’s that time of year when the shadows start to get long early in the day. This photo was snapped on the GoPro when Chloe and I were out riding our dirt bikes. Just...
Two of the Dirtiest Words in Motorcycling – Brand Loyalty
Have you ever encountered someone who seemed to go out of their way to let you know that the motorcycle you choose to ride is …okay, but… whatever they have is obviously much better?...
I Spy: Honda CBX 1000 – Sexy 6
Spotted this looker in town over the weekend. Its plate read “Sexy 6”. Seems fitting to me!
What Did We Buy On Black Friday?
Gasoline. It seems like the retail world didn’t really miss us, considering they made record profits. I guess people still have plenty of money to buy useless crap at 4am. Hold the pepper spray....
Moto Photo: Riding into the Redwood Forest
When you head south on Mattole Road from Ferndale, if you stick with it all the way back to 101 you will enter a portion of the Humboldt Redwoods. When you do… wow. There...
The Recipe for Romance – Motorcycle Style
When some girls talk of romance they refer to things like candle lit dinners, wine and roses. Not, me. I found the ultimate romantic moment on our California roadtrip. This recipe serves 2 motorcyclists: Start with...
California Love: On Top of the World on Mattole Road
On the west end of town in Ferndale stands a gate with an arrow pointing towards Capetown and Petrolia. This is Mattole Road. If you’re curious enough to hook that turn and head up the...
Happy Halloween From Sister Mary Mudguard
“I’d rather be riding my motorcycle thinking about God than sitting in church thinking about my motorcycle…” -Anonymous My friend Ed named me Sister Mary Mudguard. I kinda love that <3 I took a...
I Want to Punch My Garmin Zumo 450 In the Face… Again
If you happen to be playing along at home and following closely on some of my travel photos – like stalkerazzi close – you may have noticed that sometimes the GPS isn’t powered on...
California Love: Sweet Moments in Ferndale
Wednesday’s ride had Kenny and I traveling over a curvaceous stretch of California 36 from Red Bluff to the coast, where we stopped in Ferndale to have lunch. When we pulled in to the...
GoPro Accidental Photos: The Redwoods
While in California, Kenny and I spent a lot of time with out GoPro cameras set to photo mode. We varied the photo shooting time between 1 and 3 second intervals. Overall, I found...
Don’t You Love Riding in the Autumn Weather?
Riding in the fall weather here in the northeast is so nice. The changing leaves make for a beautiful backdrop as you twist and turn through the countryside. I managed to squeak out a...
Long and Lovely – California Highway 96
From Mount Shasta, Kenny and I were headed for the most northern leg of our trip. We were going to pick up Highway 96 just north of Yreka (Y-reeka). What lay in store for...
Have I Told You Lately…?
That the motorcycle has the uncanny ability to make the concerns of the day fade away? That I feel like anything is possible when I am riding? That I do all of my best...
I Think I May Have Opened Pandora’s Box
A picture taken by me of me taking a picture. My apologies if the Universe explodes somewhere around lunchtime. During our trip to California, I found that I prefer to set the GoPro to...
The Kindness of Strangers: For Good Luck
While Kenny and I were standing outside of the dealer doing the final walk-around of the bikes, a man who was also a customer walked over to my bike. In his hand he held...
