Do I Travel to Lose Myself or Find Myself?
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder if I am traveling to lose myself… or to find myself. Maybe it’s both? Maybe the very act of shedding your 9-5 skin is finding yourself.
Full tank. Wandering heart.
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder if I am traveling to lose myself… or to find myself. Maybe it’s both? Maybe the very act of shedding your 9-5 skin is finding yourself.
Scratch another one off of the bucket list! I know, I know. I sound like a broken record when I ask you if you think things are meant to be or if you believe...
After finishing the Void Rally in Fredericksburg, Virginia instead of going straight home, I decided to use up some of my vacation time and take a little road trip. I left Virginia on Sunday...
Thankfully Hurricane Joaquin tracked out into the Atlantic and didn’t hit Long Island with its full power. Even so, on Saturday the unrelenting rain and wind pelted us. With the Void Rally looming at...
Dear, Aunt Mildred- Long time reader, first time writer. Today I spent some time trying to plan my Void Rally route. You know, based on the waypoints sent out on Friday? There were over 300...
This morning when I opened my email, there was a message from those rapscallions who run The Void. It was the bonus listing file. Before receiving the full rally book with complete instructions on what...
For the past month or so, I’ve had a bug in my ear about getting the KTM 690 Enduro. My husband Kenny had been looking high and low trying to find one that didn’t...
While scrolling through my blog’s draft folder, I found a not-so-unusual exchange between my husband Kenny, daughter Chloe and myself. It’s just a little glimpse in to what goes on around here when we’ve...
On many occasions, friends have made comments like “you find the weirdest stuff” based on photos that I’ll post from my travels. Often, I leave the house with some idea of what I’ll see...
When I’m riding my motorcycle, the thoughts that usually flit around in my head become so clear. Sometimes when I’m moving through my everyday non-riding life I have difficulty channeling my ideas in a...
One of the things I love most about the Royal Enfield is that even though it doesn’t go fast, it goes everywhere. Sure, it doesn’t look like the typical “adventure bike” but the little...
There are three postcards in my bag this morning. I usually bring cards for sending to work and drop them in the outgoing mail. It’s been a while since I’ve sent any. Yesterday afternoon I sat...
My friend Doug let me take his Bonnie out for a spin this evening. I can’t believe it has taken me so long to throw a leg over one of these classics. What a...
I’m in for over 10,000 road miles on Klim women’s Altitude jacket and pants so, I feel like I can fairly give my impression of it. When I was looking for GORE-TEX gear in...
The phone sitting on the seat of my Tiger rings. “Hey, babe. What’s going on?” “Wow, you went far. What are you doing?” “I’m standing in a gas station eating a turkey sandwich. I’m...
While rolling through my Feedly today I saw a post from Alastair Humphreys called Memories of People from the Briefest Connections. These scenarios are something that I think about a lot. When I’m on...
When I left aboard the ferry on Sunday morning, I still had to shake the sleep loose from my eyes. Though I’d been awake for hours and wanted to go riding, I wasn’t exactly bright-eyed...
While I was wandering through Pennsylvania in July, I was able to stop and visit some Whispering Giants for the Grand Tour. Though bummed to find the Giant in Williamsport, Pa. had been removed...
At the time, this 2005 scorched yellow Triumph Speed Triple was my main squeeze, my do it all bike. Though it was a little tight on space, traveling on it wasn’t really that much of...
This is Tracy from Texas. We met on a balmy day in July while he was on Long Island during a cross-country trip. He’s an educator, a thinker, a dreamer, a doer and above...