Wow, look at this! Two posts in one day! How prolific! Below this little piece of fluffernutter is another installment to the Epic Ride, where our heroes find themselves deeper in the white, fluffy stuff than they planned. Don’t miss it! While writing the latest installment to my...
Though it was getting late and cold and rainy, that’s nothing we haven’t dealt with before, and usually we’ll stubbornly soldier on a few hundred more miles. Deciding to stop for the night in Cooke City was an unusually smart choice in a long career of un-smart ones. (It...
Weathermen. I’ve often thought being a weatherman would be a perfect occupation, because you only have to get about half the news right about half the time to keep your job. If I was a weatherman, I would go on TV with my perfect hair (which would most likely be a perfect wig) and...
Trying and failing to break the law of gravity wasn’t the worst thing that has ever happened to me, absentmindedly parking my motorcycle on an incline wasn’t the worst thing that ever happened to me, it was watching Rain Cloud Follows topple over in slow motion, the resultant...
Having safely concluded the SaddleSore 1000 from Elkhart, IN to Rapid City, SD, Dark Meat and I decided we deserved (and wanted… or make that needed) a day off. When working, our call time is usually fairly early, which means setting an alarm even earlier. When on a motorcycle trip...