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I never thought I’d be so darn excited to walk in a boot that wasn’t made for motorcycling. But when my physical therapist gave me the go-ahead to move around without crutches in my orthopedic device last week, it felt like the doors of f

It’s amazing how our lives can change so dramatically in the blink of an eye. When the wheels of the cheap scooter I was riding in Hanoi, Vietnam slid out from under me on some loose gravel when I pulled on the throttle to avoid being hit by a

Today’s ride to Yreka, California and back through the Rogue River Siskiyou National Forest was chock full of stunning mountain, valley, river, and lake views – just what the doctor ordered after a busy week and not enough time on the bik

Woohoo – Spring is on its way! Waking up to pretty pockets of blue in the skies above, I set my sights on the Pacific Coast, ready to take in the frothy, rolling waves crashing onto the rock-strewn sandy beaches beneath the azure horizon.
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Riding east on the Spirit Lake Highway, I rose in elevation, the temperature dropped, my ears popped, and the lush green forest around me gave way to a breathtakingly beautiful winter wonderland, with the snow-topped peaks of the Cascade Mountain Ran

With temperatures in the high 30’s and snow on the passes to the east and west, I made my way south along country backroads to my favorite bakery to stock up on necessities. Rolling up and down and around the foothills of the Santiam State Fore

Whisking myself away for an early morning ferry ride across the swollen banks of the Willamette and following the shoreline west, I reveled in the embrace of the moss-covered tree branches gently reaching out into the somber sky above as I made my wa

Hugging the curves of the Clackamas as I wound my way south from Estacada to Ripplebrook in the rain, I breathed in the wet, cold morning air, savored the sight of fresh forest growth on the previously fire-ravaged hillsides, and reflected on how res

Heading east this morning it seemed counterintuitive to ride towards the mountains when the coast would have been so much warmer. But the captivating dramatic peaks of the cascade volcanoes, covered in fresh snow and creating powerful pops of white a

With a severe weather advisory in effect and temperatures hovering around 36 degrees, I decided today’s ride would be a little jaunt along mostly main roads to a tavern nestled in the foothills of the Tualatin Mountains to check out their menu