You’ve probably thought the random ramblings added to an end but, oh no, the hiatus has been broken by probably the worst decision in Motorcycle purchases I’ve made in my 40+ years. I mean, who, in their right mind would buy a blue 20 year old touring Ducati that had been left under a tree […]
Eating fine food and recounting stories to Mitch and Rhys, cousin Adam and Carolyn’s great friends, seemed like a surreal parallel life from living in a tent and getting covered in dust every day. I visited the enormous REI and picked up a pair of discounted travel shoes because I lost another pair of flip […]
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