All American Burger
Dear All American Burger, In exchange for your delicious, grease-laden, double-double, cheesy, foilpaper wrapped goodness I offer you my arteries and my ever expanded buttocks and thighs. I love thee. Oh how I love...
Girlie Motorcycle & Road Trip Blog
Full tank. Wandering heart.
Dear All American Burger, In exchange for your delicious, grease-laden, double-double, cheesy, foilpaper wrapped goodness I offer you my arteries and my ever expanded buttocks and thighs. I love thee. Oh how I love...
Got a taste of spring today. I’m burning for a road trip. Tonight’s ride down to Short Beach:
Sometimes, sometimes all is right with the world. In a small encapsulated moment, even in the midst of a storm, you can find safety or refuge, someplace deep inside. Climb in. Shelter yourself. Tonight...
It is a chilly day on the Sound. My body stayed nice & toasty until I took my gloves off out in the wind near the water. Sharp, cutting wind. Freezing cold.
You really know that you’ve really just about had it with cabin fever when dropping a bike off for service constitutes a ‘wow, that felt great’ ride. Come on already, spring! Sheesh. I guess...
Tonight the wind pressed against my chest like a kiss, holding me up. I felt the damp on the air. You, humming along over my right shoulder bringing the sound of comfort. The low,...
Last Saturday, I was feeling a bit blue. More lonely than anything. I headed out into the heat around 3:00 and met Hotdog, my partner in crime, for a nice afternoon ride. We met...