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image of Avenue of the Giants from California Through My Lens
I’ve long said, as a semi-joke, that riding greatly increases my prayer life. And it should--a lot of idiots drive cars, bikes trade protection to gain speed and maneuverability, which inherently increase the dangers we face, bad weather can cause problems, and we all make mistakes. So, I pray that God in his mercy would keep me safe. But prayer plays another vital role in my riding…
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image from Danziger
Snick. With the push of a button, the garage door descended. Snick. With another button, my new acquisition, a 2005 Honda ST1300, purred into life. This was my first long, break-in ride before I rode it to Glacier National Park. By day’s end, we rode 340 miles through the mountains and valleys and beaches, the ranches and farms and cities of Ventura and Kern Counties. I renewed a friendship from decades earlier, met a new riding partner, and reconnected with one from our summer touring group. But now all of us lay face down, kissing concrete, with multiple pistols pointed at our heads, with tense faces behind them…
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