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The silence is thrilling, the emptiness all-encompassing, the involuntary smile on my face is so wide it hurts. All of this can only mean one thing: A scant three hundred fifty days from the last time we set out - Rain Cloud Follows and I are once again doing it, we're on the Road to...

Thanks to everyone for your nice comments! I'm glad that people enjoyed Sleeping Beauty and my little story. Here are some links to a few more ride reportson my blog. I've just moved from blogspot to my very own site (exciting, I know!) and am working on re-categorizing all my ride reports, TV...

Sometimes things look better in the morning. My rear tire didn't. It looked a little... tired. I guess all the playing around and fun we've had on all the awesome two lane roads with a slightly overloaded bike does have consequences after all. Who knew? I check the tire pressure. It is fine...

Most every trip has a climactic point, the one moment that defines the entire ride. Many times, the turn around point, when it's time to stop exploring, stop going further away from home and start returning is that point. Not on this trip. The climatic point actually comes in tomorrow's...

Welcome to Oregon. The so-called 'Beaver State' is the furthest destination of not only the Oregon Trail, but also of our little joyride. In two short days it'll be time to turn around and head for home. Of course, if we had a bit more time, and another Map-kin, we'd do what I really want to -...

Every visit to Napa includes wineries, that's almost a given. I'd venture to say that a fair amount of visits to Napa also include visits to the pharmacy, to stock up on Advil for the next morning's inevitable wine tasting hangover. We did both. I doubt that many visits to the world's most...

Napa. Just the name of the place conjures in my mind images of crusty old farts surrounded by snotty, towel-armed sommeliers, sitting in antique chairs, sipping their $100 glasses of grape juice while looking down from their high horses on all the annoying little people. I love pissing off...

Just started posting my recent ride up to Oregon from California on my blog. This ride also included a visit to GP Suspension in Oregon City, OR to finally cash in my fork upgrade group buy from last year. Check it out here : Cali to Oregon Ride Here's a few pictures from the ten day, 2840...

Someone on pashnit.com commented on the Kawasaki KZ 400 picture that I posted above. My picture sent him on a pleasant trip down memory lane. Well, his comment sent me on my own trip down that pleasant avenue, and, in the interest of keeping this thread alive, I wrote this long-winded response...

A few weeks ago, I picked up a new Canon D10 handheld camera, for the simple fact that it is waterproof to 30 feet. This feature will come in handy while aboard Rain Cloud Follows on an invariably soggy adventure. During our Sherman Pass ride, my girlfriend and passenger Fiona, unbeknownst to...

When we rode up Azusa Canyon, one of Fiona's first comments was, "If you post pictures, you're gonna catch a lot of **** because I'm in jeans and sneakers, aren't you?" Catch **** I did, and I made sure she read each and every comment. So, yesterday was a busy day for us, as Sleeping Beauty...

Fiona might believe she's ready to attempt a Milk Run, but the real question was, am I ready for it? Last Christmas, Santa brought Sleeping Beauty a shiny red Ninja 250, the perfect motorcycle for an enthusiastic beginner to learn on. And, at first, Fiona was enthusiastic about learning to...

With its usual annoying *BONG*, a text message from my friend Jessica arrived this past Monday. "Hey! Got Thursday off. You guys wanna go for a ride?" This short text from Jessica, of Milk Run Marathon and Death Valley Damsels fame, forced me to start thinking. A ride? Go for a ride? Hmm...

Hi F-J-R! First off, it was nice to meet you the other day at Yamaha of Cucamonga! Maybe we should plan a little ride someday... When the heat cools off a bit. The Honda SM-AW was fun, but I don't want to make it a habit!! I'm using a Canon 40 D with a bunch of different lenses, mostly a Canon...

Just wrote up a little 'drive' report on my blog about a camping trip Fiona and I took last week. Since it didn't involve motorcycles, I didn't post it here, but if you have nothing better to do, you can click on this link to read it: Into the Wild

Another beautiful, sunny California Sunday dawns, and, surprisingly, I'm awake early enough, long before the heat of midday arrives, with plenty of time before my noon flight to Raleigh. In a case like this, I do what any reverent believer should. I heed the call of the faithful. Donning my...

The next morning, refreshed and ready, clearer heads prevailed, we decided that Hell's Canyon was indeed the right way to go. The road didn't disappoint, and, as an added bonus was paved the whole way through! Rough and potholed, sure, but at the very least paved. Running out of ways to...

The time zone may have changed, but the curves just kept coming as we followed Route 12 across Idaho. Route 12 follows the Clearwater River, a raging, boiling river that Louis and Clark Expedition traversed in dugout canoes to the Pacific. Dark Meat and I set off that morning much like...

Never fails. If it's just Dark Meat and I at a restaurant, we'll get Brunehilda the Wart-Covered Visigoth for a waitress, but if Fiona is there, our waitress is usually so insanely gorgeous that I have to eat the entire meal with my eyes closed,. I've learned it's that or suffer the Wrath of...

Yellowstone. We Came. We Saw. We Photographed. Need I say it? Best Day Ever! Who would suspect that very evening, an innocent Southern belle would be able, with a smile and a few words, to inflict a detour of epic proportions on the rest of the ride...