Last weekend I had the pleasure of attending a motorcycle rally at a skilled nursing home in Missoula, Montana. That’s right, and even the most frail could ride.
It was 5 AM mountain time. I pulled my head out of the sleeping bag and quickly dove back in. The temperature was in the 40’s and I was sleeping on the bare ground in the hills of Wyoming. I had been on the road for three days, riding my motorcycle from New York to […]
I pulled out of the driveway, throttled up the engine, and stalled. The morning was cold and I was just starting to get used to the clutch of my new motorcycle. Soon, however, I was on my way. It was 7 in the morning and I was eager to begin the first leg of my […]