Author: Fuzzygalore

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Gimme Shelter

There is a sad irony about living on this island. Unless you’re a resident of the town the beaches are located in, most of the time, you can’t get near the water. ‘No Stopping...

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A Day Late and a Dollar Short

I woke up to overcast skies. My motorcycle sat alone in the hotel parking lot near Killington, Vermont. It’s a familiar lot that is so often filled with the smiles, bikes and happy faces...

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In to each life…

…a little rain must fall. The steam rolled along the blacktop, slicking up the already treacherous tar-snakes of Mass. Route 23. Thursday afternoon I packed up my tankbag and headed north to Vermont. I...

R1 World Traveller 0

R1 World Traveller

This guy is pretty cool. What a great adventure to go on. :::Le Sigh:::

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The Long & Winding Road…

Life is so very mysterious. My immediate universe is pretty small in the grand scheme of things. Sometimes I get lucky and go on a journey. Sometimes its only to my backyard, other times...

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The Road to Hell

…is paved with good intentions. My riding trip was a bust in terms of riding. But good times were had nonetheless. My bike blew up, sorta. So i drove my car down to Tennessee...

Spring Warm Up Ride 2

Spring Warm Up Ride

Wow. Wowee-wow-wow. Yesterday was quite arguably the nicest riding weather so far this year. It was just delightful. Kenny &amp I took a ride to Massachusetts, to stretch our legs a little and prepare...

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2007 Crotona Midnight Run: Epilogue

So, this Saturday we came home to a box waiting for us at the door.Inside it was… My TROPHY ! Thank you, thank you. Please… no, really. You’re too kind. Please, hold your applause....

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Boff! Pow! Zowie!

Batgirl, Batgirl, Batgirl. What are you doing?! Seriously, just look at yourself. Must you insist on sullying your good name by riding around on some motorcycle whos front fairing appears to have been formed...

Crotona Countdown 4

Crotona Countdown

I’ve got the Triple Hippo-Handed and she’s ready to go. Heated grips, heated jacket liner and a steaming, hot desire to not quit. Those things should carry me thru the night. The frost is...