Category Archives: Riding
An older shot from New Mexico. Yes, I’m still chasing the same horizon. I’ll let you know when I catch it. “Still Unbroken” CUAgain, Daniel Meyer
Long ride. Intensely lonely. The moon, the darkness, the empty road, and the lonely wail of the valk my only company. Introspection. Time for thoughts. Moods darken and change. The passion rises, and then, unfulfilled, calls forth the darkside of … Continue reading
“WHAT!?” I replied in the same tone. Cop or no, I wasn’t in the mood for any bullshit tonight.
Protip: Do not store miscellaneous sharp pointy bits in the back tire of your motorcycle. It compromises handling. The two little bits didn’t go through. The big flat one did. Stuck a gooey string plug in it. Don’t have time … Continue reading
Soo…a little unfinished business from the Inzane run to Bellaire, Michigan… Remember THIS entry about Toonies restaurant in Bellaire? John Hanson, the owner (and certified genius or authentic wacko) had named a sandwich after me…the “Daniel Meyer/Angry Mountain”, after I … Continue reading
Yo! Fred! Go see if you can figure out why the chicken crossed the road.
Oh! Dude. Gross. WAY wrong answer. Yo! George! Your turn! Continue reading
Some roads deal out more punishment than others, both to rider and machine. Never shy away. Ride ’em hard. Fix ’em when they break. Life is a road… CUAgain, Daniel Meyer
Blistered. Severely. This is my forearm, above the sleeve line. Riding a motorcycle, the sleeves flutter in the breeze and the sun gets you here. I know this from long experience and use sunscreen. The sunscreen I used just flat … Continue reading
Just in case you think it wasn’t hot yesterday…or the stats interest you… Black shirt. Black pants. Black boots. Black gloves. Black helmet. Black bike. Black tank-bag. Black seat. Black pack (T-bag). Ideal gear for record high temperatures and/or a … Continue reading