Like Wednesday.

Wednesday. Wednesday to hit the hills. There are no cops out on Wednesdays. Wednesdays in the mountains and Wednesdays in the mountains are good, and quiet. My bike and I and past-present-future.  My bike and I and dips and swoops and curves. My bike and I are throttle happy. Throttle happy on Wednesdays. 

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Duffey Lake, Notes from

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 […]

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one year of GSX-R.

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. […]

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