Blessed existence. Went for a ride on Saturday. A real ride. A Saturday wake-me-up in full-leathers. Mist through the mountains. The usual weekend Sea-to-Sky bustle, cops out full throttle, making living, making quota- keeping one’s eyes open, making one’s heart quicken. thick on the throttle and thick in the wind and feeling the weight of […]Read More Like the “there is Nothing like it”
It’s week 11 of our week Motorcycle and Power Equipment Foundation course; the first level of four in becoming a Red Seal Certified Tech. It was for the love of my motorcycle and desire to be wholly self-sufficient in working on my own bike(s) that I decided to take this program. Since I am overdue […]Read More In Class I: Suspension
I rode the Duffey Lake Loop many times last summer, commuting from William’s Lake to Vancouver. To and from the ones I care for deeply, making it all the more heartfelt. If only one thing I take from that summer it is that road. It was a May morning, the weekend after my truck accident […]Read More Duffey Lake, Notes from
It’s been one year since I bought my GSX-R. How I remember that first morning well. It was a sunny Saturday that I rode my CBR to Langley to look at a (blue) R6 with an ultra-fucked subframe and a big dent where the previous owner’s crotch had hit before he rag-dolled into the asphalt. […]Read More one year of GSX-R.