Tagged: Memory Lane


Memories That Shape Our Futures

A few weeks ago, I published a post called This Must Be The Place. In it, I mentioned a photograph of my dad shaving in a roadside rest stop while my parents vagabonded around...


Notes from the Road: Paper Memories

How many times have you been riding along on your motorcycle enrapt in the most brilliant, concise and clear thoughts? With each passing mile the answers to life’s questions making themselves plain. Your problems?...


Blast From The Past: Emblem, Wyoming

My parents were vagabonds in the early 70’s, crisscrossing the States in my mom’s ’68 Firebird. I wrote of it a few years ago. This past week on the heels of my photographic trip...


Collecting Road Trip Travel Mementos

Rick from keeptherubbersidedown.net posted a blog about having stickers on his motorcycle start a conversation at a stoplight. His blog inspired me to talk about my own sticker collection. That sounds so third grade,...


Memory Lane: Remembering Badlands National Park

Photographs from Badlands National Park in South Dakota. In May of 2005, Kenny and I rode from New York with the intention of visiting Mount Rushmore. One of the stops that we simply had to make was to visit Badland National Park. Kenny was piloting his 3 week old Triumph Speed Triple and I rode out on my old 98


Memory Lane: Riding through Sequoia National Park

Sequoia National Park in June of 2008 was the first time that I’d ever laid eyes on what it really means to see a big tree. They’re so huge that it’s quite difficult to capture them in pictures because you can’t actually get the whole tree into the frame and then on top of that you don’t have much to compare to size-wise if you do.