YOUTUBE – EPISODE FIVE! IT’S TOO FAR! Can we really ride 2,500 miles on these single-cylinder jackhammers from NC to Vegas?

CLICK HERE TO WATCH EPISODE FIVE! Jase and I descended from the enchanting Smoky Mountains astride our freshly built-out KTMs, continuing to set our sights further west. The journey ahead spanned well over 2,250 miles, a vast expanse leading us to Nevada, our next destination. But before venturing into the unknown, we carved a moment […]

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YOUTUBE – EPISODE FOUR! It’s finally happening, we are on the road – first stop the Smoky Mountains!

CLICK HERE TO WATCH EPISODE FOUR! A Tranquil Start to the Trip Proper—Riding the Smoky Mountains With the motorcycle build completed, it was time to bid farewell to friends in Clemmons, North Carolina, embark on a journey westward, and begin riding to begin the trip proper. Finally, it’s happening—starting in the Smoky Mountains, where we […]

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11-31 May 2018 – Zion, Overland Expo West, fast friendships and finally, the Grand Canyon: poetry in stone

Zion National Park, Utah “Climb if you will, but remember that courage and strength are nought without prudence and that a momentary negligence may destroy the happiness of a lifetime. Do nothing in haste; look well to each step, and from the beginning think what may be the end.” Edward Whymper nailed it in Scrambles […]

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6-10 May 2018 – Woody’s Wheels – Part 2, Ship Rock, the Valley of the Gods and a bit of Bryce

Woody’s Wheel Works, Colorado Roughly 1,000-killer-miles straight from Death Valley to Denver, we worked our cockadoodle guts to get there. But then our friend Woody is like L’Oreal, he’s worth it. A guy that can only be described with any real accuracy as Jack Nicolson meets Father Christmas. But first, it was a challenging test […]

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14 February – 18 March 2018 – I wish you were here or I was there but alas, we are where we are

“I really don’t want to go,” and pouted as I tried to internalize an unnecessary degree of petulance. Dispensing our warm goodbyes to biking friends in Borrego Springs, we saddled up and I reluctantly turned the key in the ignition. After multiple postponed departures, that is. A heavy sigh betrayed a sadness in parting from […]

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