Anyone in the motorcycle world will tell you that the rarest motorcycle in the world is a Harley Davidson with no customization done to it.
I’ve stretched myself too thin. Time to cut the crap.
When I’m riding my bike, I’m in the zone. Okay, maybe not “the” zone, but a zone none the less. That is to say, I’m oblivious to… Read more “Wait, what?”
Sadly, as a cyclist and a motorcyclist, the roads we want aren’t the roads we get. Rarely. Regardless of how early or late we head out the… Read more “The Art of Paying Attention”
It’s funny how we start out on something and what we think will be “the way” for our foreseeable future and what we ultimately end up with.… Read more “Coming Along”
During this “idle” period we are experiencing, I thought it an ideal time to address a few maintenance items and finish some custom work I started last… Read more “Lift Work”
I’m a little behind. No, I take that back, I’m a lot behind. As one can imagine, life gets in the way sometimes and in this case,… Read more “New Year, More Rides, Longer Rides”
As a cyclist, my continued struggle is the balance between work and my hobby. It is also the battle between day and night. When I have to… Read more “Dark Approaches”
Moab vs. New Jersey My bicycle riding has… Read more “There vs. Here”
When I got to the end of the County Route 539 at South Green Street Park on the Manahawkin Bay, I was certain I rode the full… Read more “It All Starts with the Start”