I Have No Idea What I’ve Been Doing… But It’s Been Fun
Been feeling good, the weather is warming up and I’m hopeful about all sorts of good things unfolding.
Girlie Motorcycle & Road Trip Blog
Full tank. Wandering heart.
Been feeling good, the weather is warming up and I’m hopeful about all sorts of good things unfolding.
I followed the rainbow to its end and what did I find? A pot of gold? Aww, Hell NO – Hell 2 Da Naw Naw! I found a KTM. Insert swirly heart-shaped eyes emoji here. Actually, I...
Did I ever mention that I have a teensy-weensy problem with obsession? You’re shocked, I bet. Well, after peering over the rock wall of Alexander Calder’s former home in Connecticut, I browsed the web...
When I left my hotel in Napoleon, Ohio headed east towards home I didn’t really have much of a plan other than go towards where the sun was coming up. I picked up US 6 because...
The crazy temperature and weather-swings we’ve been having here on Long Island can make you stop and wonder how the Earth doesn’t just split in half or something. When I woke up on Sunday...
Nine times out of 10, when I see pictures of food in ride reports it looks terribly unappealing. Unless there is a fingernail in it, you won’t usually catch me taking photos of my...
I’m thankful that the motorcycle is the most fantastic mood regulator and that I am able to ride one. This post is part of a 29 posts in 29 days blogging challenge hosted by...
Once there was a girl. Her heart was wild. It fluttered and wandered; it wanted more. It wanted everything. Full of love and curiosity, some days she’d wake up with no idea of where...
Buy right, buy once. That was my thinking when I saw the Sidi Adventure GORETEX boots. At the time, it was painful looking at their $550 price tag. “Five hundre…?! *faints*” But in the...
This post is part of a 29 posts in 29 days blogging challenge hosted by Kathy at ToadMama.com. Today’s writing prompt: A Daydream
If you asked 21 year old you, what 41 year old you would be like – what would you have said?
Where would you go? What wonderful things would you do if you never said these two words?
Today I walked past my slumbering motorcycle as I dragged the recycling can to the garage door. I believe I may have seen a sneer of contempt from the 690 as it sleepily sipped go-go juice from the battery tender.
“Will I take a big trip on my motorcycle this year?”
Kathy at ToadMama.com is serving up a little inspiration to help us keep our blogs busy during the typical February slump. Here in the northeast, lots of people see February as a month when the...
On Saturday, my town declared a state of emergency banning all non-emergency personnel from even being on the roads. We had over 2 feet of snow and howling winds. It was a wee bit...
Thinking about traveling is something I do all the time. In those daydreams, I am usually traveling by motorcycle and often alone. It isn’t that I don’t like people or that I wouldn’t love to share...
Sometimes the words escape me. But I have a bunch of photos burning a hole in my pocket so, you know what? I’m just going to post a few randos. ::shrug:: 🙂 Put your...
During my Christmas break, I was able to spend a lot of time doing whatever the hell I wanted. As you might imagine, riding motorcycles factored highly in to whatever the hell I wanted. A...
I’ve been reading a book called Floating Worlds: The Letters of Edward Gorey and Peter F. Neumeyer. As a chronic eavesdropper and curious (bordering on nosey) person, reading letters exchanged by two thoughtful, well-read people...