America

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Helen Upson- A Kiwi Roams America

Posted by Rob Brooks | Mar 1, 2023 | Ride Life, Rides & Roads | 0 |

They’ve All Come To Look For America

Posted by Mike Boyd | Sep 16, 2022 | Ride Life, Rides & Roads | 11 |

Spring of Corona

Posted by Ted Edwards | Mar 31, 2020 | Ride Life | 1 |

2019 9-11 Ride to Remember

Posted by Rob Brooks | Sep 11, 2019 | Rides & Roads | 0 |

Helen Upson- A Kiwi Roams America

by Rob Brooks | Mar 1, 2023 | Ride Life, Rides & Roads | 0 |

Helen is a tough, crusty old Kiwi, hardened by miles and years, but with an infectious smile and warm personality. Over coffee and hot chocolate, we discussed her adventures. And what adventures she’s had.

They’ve All Come To Look For America

by Mike Boyd | Sep 16, 2022 | Ride Life, Rides & Roads | 11 |

On my 2018 Honda Goldwing, with my friend Max on his 2015 Harley Road King, we launched out on our whirlwind 6,000 mile, 2-week trip across the United States. Sick of the constant negative news and craziness of current culture, we hit the road to get a taste again of real America, like the old Simon & Garfunkel song to which my title refers. We averaged between 400 and 500 miles each day. We left North Georgia and blasted our way up through Kentucky and Illinois into Iowa. It was amazing to see the changes in the landscape from the eastern United States to the central and then to the west. Our lands are rich in diversity, in so many ways.

Spring of Corona

by Ted Edwards | Mar 31, 2020 | Ride Life | 1 |

The world has morphed into a strange place. A few weeks ago, I could take an after-work ride on my Honda SuperHawk, park at my local cafe, tip the barista, drink coffee on the sidewalk, do some caffeine fueled writing, shake hands with the regulars and even hug a few close friends. Now I can do none of those things.

2019 9-11 Ride to Remember

by Rob Brooks | Sep 11, 2019 | Rides & Roads | 0 |

Mike Newell holds vivid memories of the day mass terrorism struck our shores on September 11, 2001. He felt a deep kindred spirit with those who lost their lives in New York, Washington DC, or the fields of Pennsylvania. Like all of us who recall that day, Mike remembers where he was, what he was doing, and the feeling of shock and horror as the reality of what unfolded sank in.