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Riding with Team Strange – Fun with Motorcycles

For the last six or seven years, every summer I do a national-scale motorcycle scavenger hunt run by a  motorcycle club out of Minnesota known as Team Strange. Each year it has a theme. One of my favorites was “On … Continue reading

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Motorcycling in the Time of COVID19: Riding with Bass Reeves and the Watchmen

This is one of a series of posts about going motorcycling during the COVID19 pandemic. Spoiler Alert – Discusses a few plot points from HBO series Watchmen.  Have you watched the limited series Watchmen on HBO? Damon Lindelof (of LOST and The … Continue reading

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Remembering 9/11 – In the movies and on the road

Today is the 18th anniversary of the attacks of September 11th. In memory, here are a couple of posts I’ve put up in the past.  The first is a look at cameos the Twin Towers made in numerous Hollywood films: … Continue reading

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Travels with Putt Putt: Would you ride 1,500 miles for lunch?

I don’t generally name my cars, and I don’t really set out to name my motorcycles, but it seems like over the past decade most of the motorcycles I’ve owned have somehow let me know what they wanted to be called. So … Continue reading

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A Motorcycle Ride to the United 93 Memorial on a Rainy Summer Day

This has nothing to do with the media. It’s a brief story about a ride I took on my motorcycle to the United 93 Memorial on a rainy June day back in 2004. It was written shortly after I had … Continue reading

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Gone Riding, Epilogue – On Not Going Over The Edge

“The Edge…There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. The others-the living-are those who pushed their control as far as they felt they … Continue reading

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Gone Riding, Part 7 – I’ve always depended on the kindness of strangers

This is one of a series of blog posts about my summer motorcycle travels. Blanche DuBois absolutely had it right when she says in A Streetcar Named Desire,“I’ve always depended on the kindness of strangers.” As I write this, I’m … Continue reading

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Gone Riding, Part 6 – Wreck-It Ralph

Uh-oh, that title sounds ominous… This is one of a series of blog posts about my summer motorcycle travels. We had breakfast at The Corner, arriving as the early rising contractors doing mineral and energy work were leaving  from eating … Continue reading

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Gone Riding, Part 5 – Yellow Pine and the Idaho Backcountry Discovery Route

This is one of a series of blog posts about my summer motorcycle travels. One of the primary goals of this trip was to ride a substantial portion of the Idaho Backcountry Discovery Route (BDR), a dirt and back road … Continue reading

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Gone Riding, Part 4 – I want to be George when I grow up

This is one of a series of blog posts about my summer motorcycle travels. The night we were in Mountain Home, Howard decided that he would have to replace the chain on his KTM 1190 motorcycle before we headed out … Continue reading

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