• Finding Meaning on Two Wheels

    5 monthes ago - By Tim's Motorcycle Diaries

    My professional life is kicking the shit out of me this year, so when the never ending winter of COVID finally ended and the roads cleared so that I could ride again it felt like coming up for air after a winter underwater. It isn't too far a reach to say that riding feels like breathing to me. I'm in the process of buying another bike, one big enough for my son and I to go on rides again with, and the current owner said he'd never ride again. I can't imagine a situation where I'd ever say that. You sometimes hear stories of elderly senior citizens who still ride. That'll be me, or I won't...
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