Category: photojournal

Descent on Lubec. July 21 – 23, 2015.

New England is a creaky floorboards kind of place, home to history, turned wood furniture, quilts, and closets that make me wonder if monsters dwell within. There’s something a little magical here, but it’s a salty, old-world kind of magic. It’s where a younger version of me first found...

Dumptrucks and Tractor Pulls, still a Long Wade to Go. July 16 – 18, 2015.

The red eye flight back east was predictably punishing, exacerbating the soreness between my shoulder blades that rafting failed to banish, but there were two things I was very much looking forward in Pittsburgh: Jack was back, and I’d soon be reunited with my own bike! We immediately made...

Sanrio Surprise! Return to California. June 24 – July 15, 2015.

What a contrast, arriving at San Francisco airport to be picked up by bike again, but this time on Pete’s new 300 Super. I hadn’t seen him since the two weeks following the collision and was skeptical of his condition for operating a bike, but you can’t keep a...

Pittsburgh: Pause for Recovery. June 21 – 24, 2015.

A whopping 78 miles covered today, all of them painful. At least I kind of knew what to expect this year, and I had this guy to ride with for a while. It seemed like the sun came out as soon as we rode out of the valley, but...

Mud and Maple Syrup: The Road to Bandcamp II. June 15 – 21, 2015.

Prepare yourself for mud you only discover months later in places you didn’t think were ever exposed, and shenanigans on small motorized vehicles. We’re going Toronto, ON to Toronto, OH, with a crazy Milano and a Buffalo kid, and the answer is yes you drank that many muddy tiki...

Indy 35mph and Amerivespa. June 10 – 14, 2015.

It’s scooter party time! Skip this post if you’re sick of seeing photos of a bazillion scooters, or Davide’s face. Yep, it’s round two of rally-to-rally riding with the crazy Italian on a Beemer. Besides seeing people, the big draw for me this year at Amerivespa was that we’d be allowed...

Return to Mad-Town! May 31 – June 9, 2015.

Sometimes it surprises people to learn that in all my trekking across the U.S. I hadn’t ridden more than 400 miles in a day – I just don’t really want to if I don’t have to. I know other GTS riders who have, and a few riders have even...

Memphis As Fuck. May 22 – 24, 2015.

Prepare for food, scooters, and wrasslin’, because that’s what’s happening in Memphis. I reached out to some folks at Memphis Kings SC for things to do and a place to crash, which is how I met Cassi. I’ve come to enjoy the stretching and compressing of time over distance, watching as...