So, Where Are You Headed?
This has to be one of the most common opening questions that people ask motorcycle riders.
Full tank. Wandering heart.
This has to be one of the most common opening questions that people ask motorcycle riders.
Hello, trip-hangover. Can’t say I’ve missed you. For the past couple weekends I’ve been off gallivanting and doing dual-sport rides. When I haven’t been actually riding, I’ve been thinking about riding and prepping to go away....
Sometimes you’re scared to try something but you’ll be rewarded if you just take the leap.
With no narrative thread I present for your perusal – assorted Sunday ride photos from last week.
Summer Goals: Ride More, Feel More, Write More – Be Free
“You should have gotten INSERT MY FAVORITE BRAND.” “INSERT MY FAVORITE MODEL is amazing! Why didn’t you get that instead? It’s so much better.” Is there anything more annoying than telling an acquaintance you’ve...
Thoughts on Finding Purpose and Freedom – What does this have to do with motorcycles? Maybe nothing. Maybe everything.
While riding Historic Route 66 in Illinois, I tried to take a turn through the towns that seemed to pop up like an oasis after a stretch of nothin’ much. Often my ride would be...
How long have you been trying to see what’s beyond the curve of the Earth?
If you’re anything like me you don’t feel very interesting. You feel like… you. Normal every day you. Your you is the one that washes dishes, walks the dog and sits on boring conference...
A brush with greatness What a wonderful surprise to see Roy Lichtenstein’s Tokyo Brushstroke sculptures outside of the Parish Art Museum. While on my way home from Montauk, I passed the Parrish Art Museum...
On Sunday morning, as usual I was up hours before the rest of the house began to stir. When I walked out on to the back deck the air was surprisingly chilly for a...
Sometimes when I’m doing something other than riding around looking at stuff and taking pictures – I wonder what riding around looking at stuff and taking pictures is really all about. Why are there...
Hmm, this thing seems to have too many wheels to be posting about.
On Wednesday morning while I was driving to work tucked behind the rain-spattered windshield of my car, a thought came to me clear as a bell. It was so clear that I asked Siri how...
While riding through Kent, Connecticut I spotted a murder of crows perched on a rail. They’re bronze sculptures by the artist Peter Woytuk. Aren’t they lovely? While I was standing there taking pictures, a...
During my ride through Illinois in the fall of 2015, I followed Route 66 north from Springfield and passed through the town of Lincoln, Illinois. Prior to leaving home, I did almost no research...
Life is so mysterious. You can be going along, minding your own business and never see any type of vehicle styled like a pig and then WHAMMO! You’re at the pig-car nexus of the universe. I...
The other day after a pint of beer (which tends to turn my filter off and give me diarrhea of the mouth1) I launched in to a diatribe about the selling of fantasy lifestyles...