October 4, 2009 — Today I went for the best ride I’ve had all season. It wasn’t a long ride, only about an hour. What made it such a great ride was two things: I met someone interesting, and I rediscovered a great stretch of scenic road.
September 26th, 2009 — I love autumn in Minnesota. I started riding scooters in November two years ago and this time of year re-energizes my love for riding. Perfectly on cue, the leaves started changing right on labor day this year and though a lot of green remains, this weekend was the first time the – Read More –
Special thanks to the folks over at Los Vesparados for featuring my Flickr set of their site. Los Vesparados: The Art of the Scooter Ride Log: Los Vesparados
August 23, 2009 — So this morning I had only one thing on my agenda: attend the Wheels of Italy car and bike show over at Lake Calhoun. This seemed a simple enough photo mission and I was already imagining the kinds of groovy Ferrari and Lambo photos I would be posting to Flickr before – Read More –
August 22, 2009 — When I was a teenager, my dad and I did a lot radio controlled airplane building and flying. I haven’t flown in a few years, but I recently discovered some of the local r/c flying community. With gorgeous weather and one long week in my wake, I was up for a – Read More –
August 14, 2009 — For each scooter season here in the Twin Cities, there is one event that defines the year: Rattle My Bones. This year was no exception. The last three years have really — at least in my opinion — been extremely good events. The first year of RMB was also my first – Read More –
August 9, 2009 — The big ride is less than a week away! I, for one, am stoked. This will be my third year attending Rattle My Bones and this year I’m that much more involved. Back in 2007, I didn’t even own a scooter yet, but I payed my $25 for the opportunity to – Read More –
August 4, 2009 — Tonight a Jeep Cherokee pulled an oblivious left turn right in front of me. Thankfully I was still far enough away that he only managed to pull out in front of me. Had I been a few yards further along, he might have hit me instead. It was still close though. – Read More –