We’ll Leave the Light on for Ya
Jiminy Crickets, it felt like it was 186 degrees out today. I had 3 hours to kill so I figured I’d pop put for a quick scoot around town. Because traffic is a nightmare...
Girlie Motorcycle & Road Trip Blog
Full tank. Wandering heart.
Jiminy Crickets, it felt like it was 186 degrees out today. I had 3 hours to kill so I figured I’d pop put for a quick scoot around town. Because traffic is a nightmare...
Photographs of the Hi-Hat Drive in in Gardiner, Maine just outside of the capital city of Augusta.
One of the Maine roadsigns featuring the names of Maien towns that are the same as European country of city names.
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...
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...
…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...
I’ve been to Sleep. Figuratively and literally it would seem. Did you miss me? It has been a strange spring. I’ve done almost no riding at all due to peculiar circumstances that seem to...
Set it free. If it comes back to you, it’s yours. Well, I’m happy to say, she’s home…
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...
…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...
Wow. Wowee-wow-wow. Yesterday was quite arguably the nicest riding weather so far this year. It was just delightful. Kenny & I took a ride to Massachusetts, to stretch our legs a little and prepare...
Saturday I had a whole day all to myself. No place to go, no place to be, just me the sunshine and a the desire to kick this spring fever to the curb once...
‘When you come to a fork in the road, take it.’ – Yogi Berra Fork in the Road.Rock City, NY.
Today we took a ride to upstate New York to check out the Frank Gehry designed Richard B. Fischer Center for the Performing Arts at Bard College, Annandale-on-Hudson, NY.
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....
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...
A chronicle of how my first attempt at participating in the 2007 Crotona Midnight Run, held by the Ramapo Motorcycle Club came about.
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...