WHERE DO I GO?

lost highway
Originally uploaded by iso-50.

I am the highway; the thread of pavement linking mountain to dale, city to city, ocean to ocean.

But where do I go?

Only those who ride my tar know. Only those few know the mystery of the road.

Travel well, live well.

Urban Living

Strategy of chaos
Originally uploaded by zyber.

As much as rural fields and far away mountains call, so too do little cities of culture and art draw our attention. How charming to adopt a brick walled flat near museum and cafe.

How sweet to walk amongst architectural marvels and peoples who adore music, theatre and wine. Life is fabulous and we must embrace it all.

Now, if the snow would just melt away please -- my motorcycle and I would like to ride again. I need to visit the "chaos" of the world.

Fire in the Sky

Fire over Cornwall
Originally uploaded by Flying Fin.

Morning light saturates the clouds, bringing brilliance to what only moments ago was unseen.

RUSH

Rush
Originally uploaded by BURИBLUE.

What brings the soul a rushing sensation more than a crystal clear day spent outside enjoying one's favorite activity? Whether it be walking, running, snowshoeing, skiing, sailing, or motorcycle riding, it matters not.

Just get out and get "at it." Life is for living.

SURGE POWER

reach the cloud
Originally uploaded by pastel1970.

Just as tidal wind-driven oceans crash against a wall of rock, so too do emotions surge and erupt when we accept our complete abandon to the ride.

Wind in our face, sun flashing upon chrome, the hum of a powerful engine beneath us: all working together to produce an erotic, primitive pleasure cruise through space and time. It is emotive, simple, fast, and yet timeless.

Such rides , in my humble opinion, are the best fully clothed way to create ripples in an otherwise perfect day.

SYNCHRONICITY

gulls over the solent
Originally uploaded by silverman_tom.

Imagine two riders enjoying synchronous cruising along sweeping Adirondack byways.

Each sees the warp and grain of the upcoming curve. Each selects the perfect track. In step they harmoniously countersteer, lean, rip the corner, smile so broadly their jaws ache.

This is the essence of motocycle riding. This is two wheeled synchronicity.

Just Before The Gloaming

Why I Love The Everglades
Originally uploaded by nal from miami.

Nature's light shines neatest just before and just after sunrise and sunset, a time many call Dusk, others call The Gloaming. These are times when motorcycle riding in the countryside is most special.

Let Me Drink Deeply of Pomegranate

Pomegranate
Originally uploaded by deva luna.

I miss fresh Pomegranate. It brings such nutrition and crisp flavor. Truth be known, Pomegrantes also make great Martinis.

Return to me oh Summer. Return to me oh fruit of the vine. Bring back the nectars of life. Bring back my plan that, someday, I might actually be one with my dream.

Magnificent Motion

movimiento las cosas tienen movimiento
Originally uploaded by Nandos.

Carnaval time, and the streets are alive with the music of magnificent motion. Passions flow. Joy is everywhere.

How splendid!

FANTASY Woods

Come Away With Me
Originally uploaded by twoblueday.

I could walk through southern woods day after day. These are so different from the northern woods of my youth.

Dream walking, yes, in fact fantasy walking. This must be the place to which my lovely butterflies fly each Fall.