Frankly, barren deserts don’t excite me much, although our long Gray Hog trips often had to cross 300 to 400 miles of them that surround SoCal, before arriving at the majestic mountains and forests that soothe our souls. Just a dues-paying part before reaching God’s beauty and majesty. But my last ride is changing my attitude. How?…
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Some of the best experiences of my life have come when I knew enough to compromise. A ride from four years back with Rich Klinsky, above at Michael’s Restaurant in Taos, provides an example. We go back a long time, growing up at the same church in Long Beach CA, and began riding together as soon as I got a bike 51 years ago. He usually rides a Harley, I usually ride a Honda, but we’re close. Honest. But…
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