Today is Yesterday’s Tomorrow
Since I have a little downtime away from the bike for a few weeks, I’ve been looking through photos that have accumulated over the years. As I flip through the images, sometimes it surprises...
Category: Motorcycle
Seeing Something New on a Well-worn Path
Everything blends in with the background when you’re zipping along, head down, focused only on the task at hand – survival. There is no bigger picture, only now. Chaos can swirl around you, burning...
Ghost Sign: Pepsi-Cola – Richmond, Virginia
In the fall of October 2018, I rode through the city of Richmond, Virginia on a Sunday morning. City riding isn’t so great, generally. But being on a motorcycle gives you the opportunity to...
Vollis Simpson Whirligig Park – Wilson, NC
After visiting the White’s Tire Muffler Man on Hines Street in Wilson, North Carolina, I navigated my over to visit Vollis Simpson’s Whirligig Park. As I turned the corner the park came into view....
This is the Worst Tea Party Ever
Anyone in my life is probably aware that I am not a very good friend. That isn’t to say that I don’t love people, or their friendship doesn’t have a deep meaning or lasting...
Say ‘Hello’ to My Little Fren’
It’s about time that I introduce you to my little friend. I had absolutely zero intention of buying another motorcycle, but kismet happens. Am I right? Anyway, this is my new to me wee...
Where the Hell’s the Map to Find Yourself?
It’s been a year now that I’ve been a stranger to myself. Through these twelve months, there was progress made, backslides, torment, self-loathing and a complete lack of understanding about the things I thought...
The Rapture of a North Carolina Muffler Man
Much like the Spanish Inquisition, no one expects a religious experience. It’s just one of those things that sneak up you when you aren’t lookin’. If not the sight of Saint Pete at the...
See Rock City Barns
While riding in North Carolina and Tennessee last fall, I saw three See Rock City barns – one of which was entirely serendipitous. Isn’t it funny how that happens? Something becomes of interest to...
Not Much Doin’ in Esmont, Virginia
Have you ever heard of Esmont, Virginia? I hadn’t until I found myself passing through on the way towards the tiny Rockfish post office. How had I even heard of that? Really, what’s a...
Stumblin’ Upon Some Backroad Petroliana
In October of 2018, I spent some time bumming around on the Bonneville. My meandering route took me down through Virginia, North Carolina, Tennessee and Kentucky before I started making my way back east...
Last Night I Dreamt of Ravens
Last night I dreamt of ravens; ravens hiding amongst a murder of crows. Try as they might to unassumingly blend with the other corvids, I saw them as clear as day. True greatness cannot...
Well, Would’ya Look At That. It’s Tuesday.
Except, now it isn’t Tuesday anymore. It’s Sunday. And if you’re reading this in the future it might be neither one of those days, or maybe it is. The future is so unpredictable. Though...
Motorcycle People are the Best People
Recently I’ve become acutely aware of how hard it is to make friends as an adult. Thankfully, enjoying the same hobby or pastime makes the process easier. But, beyond the initial introduction, there is...
Peace Out, 2018. I Won’t Miss You. Like, At All.
Hello, Everybody! Before the time gets away from me, I figured I oughta check in to see how you’re doing, tell you how I’m doing, and wish you a very merry and happy everything....
Metal Gear Garden – York, Pennsylvania
While navigating my way around York, Pennsylvania to look for murals and ghost signs, I rode passed a metal garden which had giant flowers made out of gears and things. Something about the Gear...
When I Was Queen of My Own Cardboard Kingdom
Looking back at my youth, like many of you, I carried the knowledge that anything I dreamed up could be achieved. I gave little consideration to planning how I would do something. Instead, an...
Be an Evangelist for the Church of the Motorcycle
On the 8th day, the Lord created the motorcycle. And it was good.
