As a woman, being a part of a small subset of riders at a motorcycle event can give you interesting “fly on the wall” opportunities for observation. You overhear candid chatter about relationships between men and women when there are few women around. During the weekend that I did the Pine Barrens 500 in southern more »
Out for a Sunday ride with my dudes. Though I was the only actual girl at this sausage party, the guys decided to wheel their big girls out to enjoy the sunny winter weather. Shiny and new. It’s maiden voyage. Kool-Aid and the Gang. Kenny is happy with his 990 Adventure. When I saw him more »
When people start sending messages to see if i’m still alive, I know it’s time to say hello. So… Hello, from icy-cold Long Island! The weather here for the last few weeks hasn’t been conducive to making my brain want to get out and about. There are some winters in which I’m not daunted by more »
Coming down from the mountains along Montezuma Valley road there were spectacular views of the desert valley below. I was on my way to Borrego Springs to visit Galetta Meadows and the metal sculptures that live among the sand and scrub. Though there are over 100 different sculptures scattered about, without hesitation I can say that it more »
On New Year’s Eve eve, I found myself tracking across the Mojave, on through Amboy, past the world’s largest thermometer in Baker and towards Las Vegas. The sky was gray and a chill settled in. When I made it to Sloan, Nevada the surface of the road whispered that I was chasing rain. Why Sloan? Well, in more »