The Little Kriega Bags That Could
Though I’ve written about them in the past, I just have to give another shout out to these Kriega bags – a Drypack US-20 and US-30 . Year after year they continue to make...
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Though I’ve written about them in the past, I just have to give another shout out to these Kriega bags – a Drypack US-20 and US-30 . Year after year they continue to make...
When you set off on a trip, do you take pictures of your motorcycle (or car) as if they are a travel companion? Looking back over the years, I have dozen of “start” photos...
Having my picture taken isn’t fun. I hate the way I look. Sometimes I go through the process of taking selfies to try to work through these feelings. At this point, it seems like...
Things I could use: (In no particular order) + A lint roller + Jack Daniels + A hug After a bit of a rocky start this morning, I finally got underway on a road...
A few years ago during a pit stop at the DeLorme store in Yarmouth, Maine – I picked up a couple maps and travels books. One of the items I brought home was a map...
Recently I finished reading the book, Wild by Cheryl Strayed. On the surface, the book is about her solo hiking the Pacific Coast Trail, but the themes woven throughout the story transcend that. The...
Do you ever feel like it’s you who turns out the streetlights in the morning? Often when I approach one of the lamps on the Expressway, it turns off just before I pass under it....
When the calendar rolled over to 2015 and the Northeast was frozen in the icy grip of a polar vortex, I didn’t really expect to see any part of Route 66. I mean, sure I’ve...
Generally speaking, I spend most of my riding time riding alone. That means when I stop somewhere for a bite to eat because I’m not wrapped-up in talking to anyone, I often find myself eavesdropping...
Having a nice walk down memory lane – my frosty seat in Yellowstone, 2005
Hello, from foggy Long Island. For the past few months I’ve followed up with doctors on some nagging issues. Yesterday, my blood work pointed out that I have a serious vitamin D deficiency. I always...
It’s funny how you can become fixated on the potential for things to go wrong. You look at a situation and place some type of possible danger-score on it and then tread lightly. Maybe...
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...
When I woke up on Wednesday morning the ferocious rain from the night before was little more than a memory. The deluge ran its course and left a gray mist in its wake. After re-packing...
My dog Lilo licked my face, my eyelids slowly parted and I looked at the clock; 6:45. On the weekends, I think she does this to see if I’m still breathing since I’ve slept “so late.” She helpfully...
Finding places to ride your motorcycle to where there are few people can prove to be challenging on Long Island. But the further east you go, the more elbow room you have. One of...
It’s that time of year when many of us start reflecting on the past 12 months that are coming to a close. In 2009: I’ve learned a thing or two I went to Kentucky...