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...
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Full tank. Wandering heart.
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...
For my road trip in September, I did things a little differently. The biggest change was that I decided to forego my zippy, mile-eating Tiger for the stripped-down simplicity of the Bonneville. The choice...
Some people take it as a personal affront when their motorcycle wave isn’t returned by another rider. I’m not one of them. I wave because I want to. Or sometimes, I don’t because I...
In the fall of 2015, the Bonneville came home as something of an impulse buy. I hadn’t been lusting over one for months or years. And the truth is, I didn’t need it. I...
Thanks to my inseam, for the most part, I can ride any bike. Some with more comfort than others but the possibility is usually there. Though it’s not really the riding but rather the stopping...
Though I’m cheating just a teensy-tinesy bit because I didn’t actually celebrate National Donut Day today, I do have a donuty post anyway. While cruising around on the Bonnie last weekend I got to...
On the weekends, my dog makes sure that I’m not late for work by licking my face at o’dark-thirty. Once satisfied that I’m up, she saunters back to her bed and lays down. She’s...
Riding my motorcycle is where I work stuff out. The ride provides the space in which my mind is as free to roam as my wheels. Probably further. It’s where I get to dust...
Hurry, hurry, hurry! That is the awful, terrible habit that I’ve tried to undo for the last few years. I’m not sure when I picked it up but it is something I suffer from...
My friend Doug let me take his Bonnie out for a spin this evening. I can’t believe it has taken me so long to throw a leg over one of these classics. What a...
My heart just breaks knowing that in all likelihood, I will never be one of the lucky 650 to get their hands on this beautiful Triumph 50th Anniversary Bonnie.