Shadowriding with My Favorite Girl
Before she was a fully realized thought in my belly, my daughter has been riding along with me. It has been some time since she’s been perched on the pillion seat of my Tiger,...
Full tank. Wandering heart.
Before she was a fully realized thought in my belly, my daughter has been riding along with me. It has been some time since she’s been perched on the pillion seat of my Tiger,...
Well, I finally broke down and ordered a Spot Gen 3 Tracker. I hope that I never, ever need it and it becomes a $150 insurance policy. I’d been waffling on the whole topic...
This morning I was thinking about all of the wonderful people and unexpected friendships that I’ve made because of the internet. My upcoming trip overseas will be with Ed and Pimmie, people that I...
When push comes to shove I can be a fairly light packer when it comes to traveling on the motorcycle. Even so, I *still* take more stuff than I need. By stuff, I usually...
We’ve had a setback on the Lilo Sidecar Dog front. During her first vet visit after adopting her, we discovered that she has heartworm. All told, the treatment for heartworm takes months. During the course, Lilo has...
At some point you just come to terms with your shortcomings. I will never be a confident dirt rider. There is something about the looseness of it that I cannot give myself over to....
Finding places to ride your motorcycle to where there are few people can prove to be challenging on Long Island. But the further east you go, the more elbow room you have. One of...
It’s here! It’s finally here! I’ve been waiting all week for my Klim Altitude jacket to show up. It finally arrived on Thursday after what felt like an eternity. First impressions of it have left...
In 2010, Kenny and I flew to Italy to meet up with our friend Pimmie and do some riding in the Alps. Our travels took us through the mountains of Italy, Switzerland and Austria....
On Thursday morning while being completely useless at work before the long 4th of July weekend, I decided to check out the ladies Klim gear on Revzilla.com. You know, “just looking.” I don’t NEED...
Last night I dreamed that I was pulled over by a NY State Trooper and given an $847 speeding ticket for doing 81mph in a 55. On the Royal Enfield. Outraged, I shouted at...
Pulling this one out of the Flashback Friday Snapshot Machine from June of 2012 – Maple Donuts on the Lincoln Highway in York, Pa. It seemed to be a fitting picture for today, July...
Sometimes I don’t know what I’m thinking. I rode past this house last weekend and it took me about 1/4 of a mile to decide to swing back to get a better look and...
There are few things as soul crushing as hearing something fall over in the garage followed by the cavernous echo of whatever that thing was bouncing off of your sidecar. Then when you walk into...
It’s time for another thank you. Thanks for taking time out of your day to read this lil ole motorcycle blog. And a super high five to those awesome commenters who make me laugh,...
Lately while reading books, I’ve taken to scribbling down lines or passages that jump off of the page at me. Sometimes I’ll come across a real zinger that speaks to my heart and I have...
When you’re out alone on the either the Enfield or the Ural, questions or conversations are to be expected when you stop. People are curious and I get that. When Kenny and I go...