Yearly Archive: 2015

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2015 In the Rearview Mirror

2015 proved to be a year with dramatic highs and lows. But when all is said and done, I’m here on the last day of the year, closing it out with hope and possibility...

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Turning Wishes Into Wheels

At the tail end of the summer of 2015, I had a bug in my ear about buying a KTM 690 Enduro. The obsession could have been the result of one too many pints of...

8

You’re Braver Than You Think

Recently I finished reading the book, Wild by Cheryl Strayed. On the surface, the book is about her solo hiking the Pacific Coast Trail, but the themes woven throughout the story transcend that. The...

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Photo: Alpine Pass Travel Stickers

During our trip through the Alps in September, we tried to stop on every pass to pick up a souvenir sticker. They’re such nice mementos of a trip.

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Hope, Luck and a Glorious Sunrise

No one is born knowing how to do everything. No, each little baby that rolls off the assembly line and hurtles down the chute is just like you. They don’t know anything about anything...

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The Spooky Science of Us

About 2 weeks ago, I’d read an article about how physicists have detected that more than 2 particles show signs of being entangled. Spooky quantum connection quantified for multiple particles. Granted, I only understand...

Thanks, Friends 11

Thanks, Friends

It isn’t a secret that I’m camera shy. It makes me feel incredibly vulnerable to not only be seen but to have to speak as well. One of the things I want to work...

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The Unspoken Bond of Motorcyclists

Often I feel that there is some invisible thread that binds some people who ride motorcycles. It’s not the motorcycle itself though, it is something just beyond it. Perhaps the motorcycle is simply a signal,...

I Am a Haunted Person 11

I Am a Haunted Person

This post has zero motorcycle content so if you’re here for that, close up the browser and move on. If you’re in my day-to-day life don’t confront me about this because I am incapable...

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Desperately Seeking Wind Therapy

Since I’d been awake from about 4:30am on Thursday morning, by the time Friday night rolled around my brain and my body said, “enough.” I went to bed around 10:30 and managed to stay there...

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Deciding the Path of my Journey

  It’s the dark hours of Friday morning and I’ve been up all night again. Sometimes I have so much swirling around in my brain that it won’t let me sleep. These times can...

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Daydreaming of Fireflies

A sunset in warmer days   Lately I’ve been visited by the idea of fireflies. Like a broken record, the word coupled with the image of a child standing in the grass at dusk comes over and...