T minus one week.

Did some light off roading

I was helping some of my queer family renovate a 150 year old railroad house in rural Texas. It had been a water stop.

Money shot

Step right up!

Is this my perfect bike? I have had the Ninja nearly a year and a half now. When I bought it I was debating something else, maybe a 300. Perhaps the ER-6n or its more dressed twin, the Ninja 650R (a.k.a. ER-6f.) And then I found the deal on this Ninja 1000. Even then I … Continue reading Step right up! →

Hybrid travel – motorcycle to/from the airport

Twice this year I've had air travel where rides weren't easily available on the home end so I took the bike. The first was to Minneapolis in August for a conference while the second was to Raleigh in October for a conference and to visit with my parents and friends. Doing this on a motorcycle … Continue reading Hybrid travel – motorcycle to/from the airport →

Raleigh to Houston: the long way around.

In June I moved from Raleigh to Houston. This trip happened in two parts: driving a moving truck out then flying back, and then taking a road trip on my Ninja 1000. The goal of this trip, and the reason for nearly every stop along the way, was to visit friends. The only exceptions were … Continue reading Raleigh to Houston: the long way around. →

Back to riding

Well, I have been. Angela and I split late last year. We are, as much as possible, keeping things amicable. The R1100R is my only motor vehicle now. I moved downtown and am less than 10 miles from work. Finally got out today (Sunday) to do a group ride with some friends. The weather here … Continue reading Back to riding →

Blue Ridge trip

In July we took a vacation to Floyd, Virginia, and Little Switzerland, North Carolina. Not a lot to say about it but it was a needed break. This guy was hanging out in Floyd. Mabry Mill At one point I picked up a hitchhiker - a butterfly got stuck against my brake control. Surprisingly it … Continue reading Blue Ridge trip →

One good detour deserves another.

Going to Ashland, Kentucky, meant the next city en route was Indianapolis, and the usual next would be Chicago... ...except when miles of I-65 are closed and they detour you on I-74. I'm getting dinner in Normal, Illinois, at a delightful restaurant that I remember from when I was here business three years ago, and … Continue reading One good detour deserves another. →

Day one

Not a lot to say about the first day on the road. My plan was to get to Dayton, Ohio, but I had to divert westward to get behind a squall line that included some potentially severe thunderstorms. Stop poured for the night in Ashland, Kentucky.