There is the feeling of the chilling coolness in the breeze outside my window. Sitting in my home with my children eagerly awaiting Christmas morning I wonder what new toys Santa will bring me too. Sitting plucking earnestly at the…
Category: Motorcycling
Sometimes you just can
September 8, 2003 Sometimes you just can’t stop whacking yourself with whips and chains long enough to remember why you started whacking yourself in the first place. I quit working in the corrections bureau in Washington State so I could…
BMW Blues
August 29, 2003 Gnashing and bashing the riders of any particular bike serves no purpose beyond creating hard feelings among a great group of enthusiasts. There is no greater supporter of a brand of bike than the guy who has…
The greater loss
February 2, 2003 It is interesting how life intrudes, uplifts, and sets new challenges. There is a lot of correlation between motorcycles and life. On Friday I closed down a project, and watched as people I hired into the long…
Land of Enchantement rally
Wednesday, October 16, 2002 I’ve been asked by several people to write about my LOE ride this year. To understand the ride you must understand the chaos of my life. My chaotic life is best understood by it’s ingredients. Second…
Long Distance Rider Hero’s
Monday, October 14, 2002 A trip report. A long time ago I was sitting in a leadership seminar and the speaker was talking about how we all choose mentors and have our own set of hero’s who shape who we…
Gerlach 2002
Monday, October 14, 2002 Before you all filter me because of another dim and dark thread of self immolation and angst hear me out. This is a lighter gentler message about some of the good in the world. This is…
The weekend is over
Sunday, September 08, 2002 The bike is sitting in the New Mexico morning sun gleaming with that waifish glint of fun to be had. The past four days have been split between working from my hotel room and watching the…
The Migration
Friday, August 02, 2002 It has begun. As darkness lifted on the Rocky Mountain plateau the hordes began the final stages of the migration. Yearly the pilgrimage across tundra, plain, and pass commences. The cohort is attired in the regional…
Why do I ride?
Why do I ride? When the sun is out, the sky is blue, and the air is crisp with the first hints of spring I’ve already been riding. In the summer heat and scarlet sunsets of hot August I’m still…
Commuting long distance on a motorcycle
Tuesday, March 19, 2002 Freedom is the simple ability to do what you want when, where, and how you want to. Pretty simple stuff. There has to be another word for that feeling of riding the bike into work. I…
Motorcycle PMS
So, I thought about it for awhile. Pondering with the irreconcilable ignominy of having any sort of respect thrown my way. Cause I really don’t deserve it. I have always posted mainly with a passion at creating content rather than…
Gerlach
Tuesday, September 25, 2001 It’s dark at night on the Playa. You can see the sparkling lights of Gerlach far off in the distance. A small town made smaller by the gulf of distance. Shimmering moonlight sneak through a hole…
Iron Butt Rally 2001
Tuesday, September 04, 2001 I’ve watched the Rally as it unfolds. Since the beginning I’ve bugged the irascible Mr. Kneebone for a starting spot. With the tinkling of shattered dreams to date I’ve not been able to ride or even…
The unique motorcycle
What are the options a rider has when dealing with other traffic? What are the particular movements, or directions a motorcycle can accomplish in its environment? How best can we utilize these changes in direction to assist our risk management…