twowheelnut
R.I.P. Our Motorcycling Friend
There's something very comforting, something very primal, something very soulful about a solo ride through the Desert Southwest. History - sure. Stark beauty - of course. Americana - always. Patriotism in the middle of nowhere - I've come to expect it. American ingenuity and massive engineering feats - stunning. Pimped-out Caddy bass boat trailer rigs, boasting 525 cubes - only in the Good Old U. S. of ******' A. baby! Daytime brings vast vistas of Mother Nature's best. Nighttime reveals an abundance of wildlife - the dodge 'em balls of motorcycling. Imagine nothing but the sound of the wind and the only man-made thing for miles is the road and some barbed wire fencing here and there. I'm fortunate to be who and where I am right now and forgive me a moment of new age, feel good, sharing type ****, but damn... I love this sport passion of ours.
Disclaimer #1: The above happy crap falls into the ******* when the mercury hits 120. Word.
Disclaimer #2: IE seems to have an issue with the youtube site. Go to Firefox if you can't open the video. :dntknw:
Disclaimer #1: The above happy crap falls into the ******* when the mercury hits 120. Word.
Disclaimer #2: IE seems to have an issue with the youtube site. Go to Firefox if you can't open the video. :dntknw:
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