Plans changed, and in a hurry. Monday Night RAW, the WWE’s flagship show (and a primary sponsor of these motorcycling adventures), was scheduled to broadcast from the Pepsi Arena in Denver. This convenient venue’s close proximity to some very good roads is the reason a lot of...
… 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...
Yes, SPOT didn’t work in Australia, not at all. Disappointing, but for a change, it wasn’t something that I did wrong. The good people at SPOT assure me they fucked up, and they further assure me that it’s fixed. So, to track the continuation of the Road Away From...