Today I gave $35 to a Kickstarter.com project for the movie Girl Meets Bike. It’s the first time I’ve supported something through Kickstarter. As expected, it was really easy to get involved, but why this project? Girl Meets Bike hits home on a couple of fronts for me.
June 9, 2012 — Sometimes a journey is the destination. Sometimes it’s the road. Other times it’s surprises along the way that happen when I intersect other journeys I didn’t even know I was taking. This time, it was all of the above.
Back in March I paid a visit to a Chicago-area motorcycle institution. Each Sunday morning, bikers of all sorts descend on the Full Moon Diner for the weekly motorcycle gathering and ride.
May 20, 2012 — My thumb hurt. Somewhere between a cramp and an ache, my right thumb felt like it didn’t want to be part of my hand anymore. It was tired of squeezing the throttle on my ’83 Honda GL1100. It’d been about 90 minutes since I set off from Evanston, IL to intercept – Read More –
September 30, 2011 — In far western Wisconsin there is a stretch of road every motorcycle rider should experience at least once. It’s The Great River Road. It follows the east side of the Mississippi from just outside the Twin Cities all the way down to the Illinois border. Similar roads will take you all – Read More –
May 5, 2012 — I don’t really pay much notice to Cinco de Mayo, St. Patrick’s Day, Columbus Day or other major drinking holidays, but this year I got to have a Cinco de Mayo adventure that thankfully didn’t have anything to do with being left for dead in Mexico.
I’ve been hinting at it and talking around it for months, but now that my Honda CB750 project bike has sold, it’s time for a new machine. That new machine, funny enough, will be a scooter. Scooters were what first got me into riding, and with the exception of last season, I’ve always had a – Read More –
Over the weekend, I finally sold my 1981 Honda CB750 Custom. It took just shy of 21 days. That’s by far the longest I’ve ever taken to sell a motorcycle or scooter. Then again, Chicago is a very different market than Minneapolis/St. Paul. I think the appreciation for older Japanese bikes just isn’t here the – Read More –