Once upon a time, many a young motorcyclist cut his or her riding teeth off-tarmac. Tykes on smaller bikes burbled over bumpy, leaf-strewn, or gravely terrain, honing riding skills while smoky, two- or four-stroke engines propelled them toward adventure. These rides often marked the beginning of that invisible draw, the magnetic “what’s around the next corner” pull of … [Read more...] about Regrowing roots: The return of riders to their dirty beginnings
Chattahoochee National Forest
Alpine lake: An expected journey
Tallahassee. Scheisse, I'm still only in Tallahassee, Florida. Every day, I think I'm going to wake up back in the mountains. When I was home after my last tour it got worse, When I was in the mountains, I wanted to be home. When I was home, all I could think of was getting back into the Blue Ridge. I've been home for three months now. Waiting for a mission, getting softer and … [Read more...] about Alpine lake: An expected journey
