As a blogger one of the things that I often struggle with is how to call back older content. There comes a time when posts reach the point of no return. They get their sleeping mask out, curl up with a blanket in a dusty corner of the blog and prepare for a loooong nap. So – this week while Read the Rest…

There are several many people in my life that might argue that I am a weirdness magnet. But, what would that say about them? Am I really a magnet -or- do you think that just maybe when I am riding my motorcycle I try to be hyper-aware of my surroundings? Strangely enough, I prefer to think that weirdness looks for me. My Gramma Read the Rest…

Riding in the fall weather here in the northeast is so nice. The changing leaves make for a beautiful backdrop as you twist and turn through the countryside. I managed to squeak out a few hundred miles over the weekend under a canopy of green, yellow and red leaves. While out, I stumbled across this sign with a heart spray Read the Rest…

When the shadows start getting long, that’s when I start missing home. I continuously walk the line of having the curiosity of a person who likes to wander and one whose heartstrings reel them back home. Those two facets of a life can be hard to manage. I’d wound my way around to the edge of Catskill park. This was Read the Rest…

Following the Hancock Highway, I crossed the border from Pennsylvania into New York in the town of Hancock. For hours and hours, my belly had been growling. I felt the pasty, dry, mouth that comes from being foolish enough to not stop and take a drink when you should. With only a crumpled $5 bill in my pocket it was Read the Rest…

On the Long Island north shore’s far eastern end is the town of Orient. From there you can catch a ferry to New London, Connecticut. Or – exit the ferry from New London as it were, here on the Island. When you roll off of the Long Island bound ferry, you are greeted by a big green sign that in Read the Rest…