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I'm an audio guy. Sound? I know it. I get it. It's what I do for a living. I can also point a still camera at something and sometimes even get a halfway decent photo. But, video? Editing? Not so much. It's kind of new to me, but kind of fun too. I've been fooling around with a couple of GoPro...

A 'Wind Event?' What a joke! That's what the weather-heads called it. Calling the ferocious, ridiculously high gusts of rapidly moving air a 'Wind Event' is like calling the sinking of the Titanic a 'Boating Event.' Mother Nature's mood that morning could best be summed up with two words...

The road took an unexpected turn at Wrestlemania when Abi received terrible news. Just before the show started, he learned his cousin Kapil passed away in Trinidad. Abi and Kapil were as close as brothers, in fact when he told me what had happened, he said, "My... my brother. He... he... died. I...

HA! If only... I've often said that if they did a 'behind the scenes' reality show following what really goes into the making of a WWE show, it would get better ratings than RAW does!

With Fiona safely on her way home, Dark Meat and I packed up our junk for the last time on this leg of our journey, took a picture with Fiona's sister and beautiful family, then slogged our way four hours east to our final destination - Houston. Fiona's Sister Denise and Family The end of a...

Ah... Texas. The home of Wrestlemania XXV. And, more importantly, the final state of our mini tour-de-force. Everything is bigger in Texas, from the pickup trucks to the buffets to the speed limits. It takes a huge map to cover such a huge state. A map so huge it almost completely covers Rain...

Thanks everyone for your kind words and comments! The last installment of this portion of my silly little ride will be posted sometime on Monday or Tuesday - Wrestlemania is this Sunday and there's just too much setting up still to do to write it now... And of course, the best part - or at...

Mother Nature is one fickle woman. One minute her mood is all cheerful and sunny, the next it's cantankerous, almost blatantly cranky. The wind started picking up as we wound our way southeast down Route 180 towards New Mexico. First, the wind tried to blow me into the next lane, which was a...

The Motorcyclist Cafe Bunkhouse and Barn. Getting there is half the fun! After a harrowing mini-adventure down a slick gravel road, which again, half of the group enjoyed, Dark Meat Snack and I finally arrived as guests of Dean and Pam, proud founders of the Motorcyclist Cafe Bunkhouse and...

The next morning dawned. Cold, clear, and... cold. Really cold. I've learned the best, most logical thing to do when the morning dawns clear and cold is run back to the safety of the covers, which I gladly did. Ambitious schedule or not, freezing to death is not exactly the way I want to...

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line, or at least that's what Mr. Erdon taught us in eighth grade geometry class. What Mr. Erdon failed to tell us is that the straightest line, while fastest, is usually the least interesting path. It took me a lot of motorcycling trial and...

Absoooooolutely! It'd be a pleasure to ride with one of the other fifty subjects of the Kingdom of Rhode Island!!

I'd have to say yes, it's great in the spring. I was hoping we'd hit it when the wild desert flowers were in full bloom, but people told me they were late this year. In the summer the place is hotter 'n hell, but spring the high are in the 80's. There is plenty to see, the roads are curvy and...

I set the alarm for Too Early O'Clock, because I wanted to watch the sun rise on Zabriskie Point. When the damn thing started ringing, Sniffling Beauty stirred, then announced she felt worse, and wanted to go back to sleep. It was cold, early, and cold. I couldn't blame her. The...

Women. You can't live with 'em, you can't live without 'em, or at least that's how the saying goes. But, can you have a good time on a ride when you are outnumbered by them? The intrepid scientist in me endeavored to find out. The plan? Something a little different this time. Instead of going...

Last week, I had some friends over for a little ride through Southern California. I've started writing it up on my blog, the first installment can be found here.

You know, it's funny. I don't think Abi sent his paperwork in either, and the Saddle Sore was his idea! Certification is nice, but it's the ride, and the accomplishment that counts, at least to me. The IBA could've not counted the ride, but that doesn't mean we didn't do it. I'm up for seeing...

If we can include the world's biggest ball of string, I'm in. When do you want to leave?

Bob, I fought the law of gravity, and the law won. The day after finishing our saddle sore, Dark Meat Snack and I headed west. We were on this great, desolate road in Wyoming, flogging the snot outta our bikes. The road was dead straight, perfectly flat and surrounded by nothing at all for...

Thanks everyone! I submitted all my SS1K paperwork in early September, and didn't hear anything back until a few weeks ago, when I got an email from the Iron Butt people informing me that my ride had been accepted and certified. The certificate arrived a few weeks later. JWhite 518 - Yeah, the...