On a mission to FUCK SHIT UP!!!! Respect the turtle.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
and it will take care of you. Spent most of the weekend cleaning, sharpening, oiling, and doing maintaince on my shit. It is amazing how the condition of things deteriorates when in storage. I finally have the space, privacy, and time to catch up on shit.
My tent took up most of my living room while I cleaned it and resealed it. It has to dry for 24 hours before being packed up. Now it will be ready for Spain next year.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Going to sign the lease tonight. Moving this weekend. Then in the words of the Mayor of Salisbury and Cottonwood. PARTY,PARTY, PARTY!!!!!
In reality it will be sell, throw away and donate! I have lived in 3 different counties this year alone. In the last 10 years I have moved six times. Each time I scale down a little. This time it will be a lot. Update the riding and camping gear. Sell the old stuff, and get ride of anything that sits on a shelf and collects dust. Ebay and craigslist watch out! This time a ton of stuff is going. I will only keep what is necessary. Two bikes have already been sold and a few carbs. More to go as soon as I can get to them. I should have a good stack for the swap meet in November.(If I can make it.)
Now this doesn't mean I won't buy any more firearms or motorcycles. Those thing are necessary to me. Pics of my cave to come.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
I was just getting back from a 2 month trip on my bike around the USA. Two months and 20,000 miles in the saddle. Little did I know that the 10 years that followed that trip would take me from Florida to New York. From Montana to Arizona and all points in between. All of it done on a motorcycle. I can't count the number of motorcycle shops, events, bike nights, rallys, races, and motorcycle gatherings I've been to, or how many bikes I have worked on in 10 years?
I have earned a group of friends that I call my family. Thanks to motorcycles. I have had photos, letters, and articles published in local and national motorcycle magazines.
I have been a member of motorcycle racing associations, motorcycle rights organizations, and motorcycle clubs ( no back patch needed in those clubs).
I have owned quite a few bikes in that time. Some have come and gone quickly. Some have stuck around to stand the test of time (unlike the women I meet).
It is safe to say that without motorcycles, I might have gotten married, had kids, gone to PTA meetings, cocktail parties, purchased a house in the burbs, gotten a 9 to 5 job, drove a subcompact, and all the other shit people are expected to do in their lives. FUCK am I glad my life went the way it did.
As I approach 40 in the next few years, I refuse to look at it as something to fear. I say pop the clutch, pin the throttle, hang on, and don't look back with regret. You can't do anything about it anyway, so why worry about the past. I can't wait to see where I go on two wheels in the next 10 years. Spain, Germany, Russia, Sweden, England, and many other places are on the to-ride list. I have some shit to get straightened out first, then the to-ride list will become the rode-there list.
Life is good and getting better, but life always rocks on a bike.
Monday, October 5, 2009
The Family Reunion #1 went off this past weekend, in the mountains of North Carolina. This is an invite only gathering of the tribe. Good weather and Great times with Good Friends. Can't wait until next year.