This is the story of when everything changed. The story of the Russian, the mountain, the Ghost and me. It’s going to be longer than the others, it has to be. It has to contain pieces of a trip across a continent, an amazing life, small prairie towns, the greenContinue Reading
I was attacked by a rubber chicken, offered a banana by a man in an ape suit, watched everything from a tinfoil alien to a cow ride past me – all of this in the midst of riding several hundred kilometers in a mad dash through puzzles and mysterious mapContinue Reading
Motopiphany – a word I gleefully made up one day to describe a moment of sudden revelation or insight brought about in the process of performing the act of two wheeled motor-sport. It’ll be in the dictionary any day now I assure you. Anyone who has been riding for anyContinue Reading