So – why were we 2-up in this photo? Well, I’ll tell you. But, let me preface this by saying I am not trying to bad-mouth anyone and not recommending a company be avoided. I am just telling the story from my point of view. It was a crap situation. Shit happens. ……. When Kenny and I rolled out of Read the Rest…

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 Kenny raise his hands up as if to say, ‘Can you believe this? This is incredible!’ and just stand there for a minute. There was something sweet about Read the Rest…

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 is a dampened silence amongst the giant trees. It seems like they carry with them a secret that they choose not to share. Are these really Read the Rest…

When Kenny and I pulled away from the Inn at the Lost Coast on Thursday morning, there stayed a piece of me. Spending the night, watching the sun set over the Pacific Ocean will forever be in my heart as one of the most romantic, most perfect moments. As our wheels climbed up the steep narrow road leaving Shelter Cove, though I knew it Read the Rest…

Sometimes you’re just cruising along and then whammo! Something awesome crosses your path. “I’m goin’ down to South Park, gonna have myself a time…” Found at The Peg House -  Leggett, Ca.

When Kenny and I were heading south on California 96, we traded places with another group of riders along the route a few times. When we stopped in Weitchpec for gas, they were not long in pulling in behind us. An FJR came wheeling in to the lot and parked closest to us. The rider swung his leg over the Read the Rest…