Motorcycle Heaven: Beautiful Road Photos
10 photos of gorgeous mountain passes and roads that are sure to get any motorcyclist’s heart racing.
Morocco – Dadès Gorge
image credit: jean-pierre jeannin, on Flickr
Author: Fuzzygalore
Listening to Lois – Where Are You Going?
While at the motorcycle show in New York, I sat and listened to motorcycle adventuress Lois Pryce’s presentation of her trip from Alaska to Argentina. It was a life changing endeavor that spawned the...
Fabulous Celebrity Alert! Interviewed at RideADV.com
I have somehow managed to find two seconds to write this post in my downtime between jet setting and canoodling. Being a fabulous celebrity moto-blogger is quite time consuming, you know. ::bored sigh:: 😆...
Ural Bashing – How to Not Make Friends in One Easy Step
Owning the Ural has been an interesting education in people. Far and away my experiences have been overwhelmingly positive. But every barrel of apples has one or two bad ones, right? Over the weekend,...
The Riverhead Mufflerman Indian Is Back in Action!
You can breathe easily. I’m excited to report that the Riverhead Mufflerman Indian “Chief Running Fair,” who had his butt kicked by hurricane Sandy is back in action! Not only is he back together,...
GoPro Photo-Mode Outtakes and Candids
The GoPro in photo mode is really the gift that keeps on giving. I was just going through iPhoto on my Macbook Air – the computer that I drag around when traveling. There are...
Featured on Liz Jansen’s Feel Good Friday Blog
Shortly after the new year I was contacted by Liz Jansen, author of Women, Motorcycles and the Road to Empowerment with a request to include my post about taking my mom for a ride...
Sweet, Sweet, Wienermobile – Good To See You Again!
I keep tabs on the whereabouts of the Wienermobiles by following them on Twitter. It’s important stuff. Very important. On Sunday morning while sipping my coffee I read that one of the Wienermobiles would...
Double Pokey All The Way Across the Sky!
One afternoon in December my heart shattered into a pile of pink dust when I came home from a ride and discovered that my favorite sunglasses AND tiny Pokey missing were missing from my jacket...
Two Resolutions and a Mystery Machine
When the new year rolled in there were two things that I resolved to do for myself. One: When I’m out in the world and I see something interesting, I need to stop saying...
My First Ride on a Royal Enfield
On New Years Day I had the opportunity to take my first ride on a Royal Enfield. Though not as rare as a pink unicorn, Royal Enfields aren’t something you see around these parts...
The Snow Ride that Almost Wasn’t
After watching the forecast on Friday night, I was so excited about the idea of riding the Ural in the snow for the first time. There is something so peaceful, so beautiful about the...
The Ural Yamal Has Nothin’ On These Jaws!
Om nom nom. What is the Ural Yamal? It is the 2012 limited edition sidecar rig, named after a formidable Russian Icebreaker. The Ural Yamal bares its teeth and well, has a boat oar....
A Christmas Ride with Mom
You just never know how a day will unfold when you get up in the morning, do you? On Christmas day, our family gathered to celebrate. We ate and laughed and listened to stories...
Wishing You a Merry Christmas
*tap*tap* Is this thing on? It is Christmas Eve. I must send out some Christmas love to each and every one of you. You don’t celebrate Christmas? Well, that’s okay. My wish for you...
Why Did You Buy the Ural?
I’m surprised by the number of times I’ve been asked “why” or “what made me” buy the Ural. Aren’t most motorcycle purchases here in the US driven by desire, by passion, by the love...
Vintage Russian Chaika Motorcycle Watch
Can you imagine my delight when I opened the little golden Christmas box to find this inside? It is a Russian watch called a Chaika. My dear friend Greg went on the hunt to...
The Motorcycle Key to My Success
Why is it that when I am riding my motorcycle – everything, all of my hopes and dreams, the direction I want to go in my life – those things are all crystal clear?...
Haircuts, Frost and the End of the World
I rode the Ural to my haircut appointment the other night. When I walked in, the receptionist offered to take my jacket as she usually does. She musn’t’ve been used to taking many skunky...
