… must come to an end, including this long ramble of a ride that started waay back in March with The Road to Wrestlemania. What began in my adopted home of California following the least straight lines I could find to Houston, ultimately, 3140 miles later, landed in the garage of my...
I know, right? Idaho? Rules? That flat, forgotten state? Are you nuts? The land of the… potato? You say it rules? What the hell? It’s absolutely amazing! Idaho has this road, a secret weapon really, called Route 12. Innocent sounding, but OH MY GOD! What a ROAD! It winds...
Still out riding, for six more days in fact. Left Oklahoma City sometime last week (or was it the week before? It all blurs together.) Rode up to Denver, then to Yellowstone. From there took a left through Idaho City, then, on a whim, headed up – way, way up – to Glacier...