Many people who are part of a couple in which both people ride their own motorcycles like to wax poetic about how it’s so great to be able to ride with the person you love most, your best friend, blah blah blah… Get real. The best part of being in a motorcycle couple is being able to ride each other’s bikes! Read the Rest…

Kenny, bless his blonde little heart, can be pretty animated when he speaks. He uses his hands quite a bit. In other news – I’ve been told that I’m as nutty as a fruitcake so there is a lot of clarifying of what I mean going on. Between you and me, I had no idea fruitcakes even had nuts, but Read the Rest…

It’s so great to let the GoPro run in photo-mode. You really find some candid gems when sifting through the stack of photos that you took throughout the day. I love this one of Kenny: Doesn’t he look like a menacing alien creeper? I think I’m going to get him a Team Anal Probe sticker for his bike.

If you have to place a bag over the the tops of your motorcycle boots to stop the scent (which is something reminiscent of urine, paprika and natural gas) from suffocating you in your sleep … it may be time to replace them. Made of the finest space age polymers, this is Kenny’s patented Hotel Room Boot Protection System: I Read the Rest…

When the first snow of this winter fell, Kenny went out to see what it felt like to ride in it. Being that neither of our DRZs have studs in their tires, it was just a quick run around the neighborhood. You know – for scientific purposes. As an observer there was something beautiful about seeing the orange glow of Read the Rest…

Same question, different Christmas. What do you get for the boy who doesn’t need anything? This year, Kenny got a dualsport trip to Moab, Utah. Photo by Thomas Schoch Weeks in the Making My first and biggest hurdle for planning was: Can you rent dirt bikes? Where? And How? Through the advice of friends, I got in touch with Jim Read the Rest…