I have often wondered how I look riding down the street or highway. A little weird I know, but if you have never looked at your reflection in a store-front window while sitting at a stop light then at some … Continue reading
Last Sunday morning in White City, I was sitting at the gas station waiting for some co-workers to show up for a ride. It’s not something we usually do together, but it seem like the thing to do. I always … Continue reading
The change. Weather, bikes, jobs or life. It’s around us. Never waiting for your approval, or asking your input. It’s constant. But even so, we change as change happens all the while trying to hang on to some of things … Continue reading
Growing up around a small community has it’s advantages. Exploring the back roads of Morris county on my dirt bikes looking for something cool to see or an old bridge to cross was fun and every day was something different.
How much is too much? How big is too big? After this years trip to Sturgis, I have to ask this. Whatever happened to the days when 650cc was a big motorcycle? When $5000 was a new bike not just … Continue reading
The last few days have been beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. I’ve been riding to work every day and the mornings, although somewhat cool, have been well worth the ride home. Some dew and fog in the a.m. but again, I’m a … Continue reading
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Out riding yesterday, I had the opportunity to ride a friends Softail Custom. A very nice bike and I have ridden them before, but this time it was different. He had changed a bunch of things like handle bars, seat … Continue reading
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This small town of White City (not the image above – ed) was so much bigger when I was a kid. A little more hustle, some added bustle and it had the makings of a very active community. Sunday I … Continue reading
Through the winter I usually have a full face helmet that I wear. For obvious reasons here in the mid-west, it just allows me to piss and moan about something else when the face shield fogs up.
This morning during my 25 mile commute on my Heritage I was doing some deep thinking. Here I sit on a 800 pound machine rolling down the highway at 65 mph. Straddling this thing in complete control, fully relaxed, and … Continue reading
Spring is here. As a biker we live for these days and of course take full advantage of them. But where does the time go? On the weekend I wake up in the morning, try to get some things done … Continue reading
