The Ride
This is a short piece I wrote to Iron and Air, a new online motorcycle publication. They are searching for contributors to their site so I threw my name into the hat. These are my feelings about motorcycling and the ride...
The destination is nothing without the ride. The ride blurs the separation of man and machine. The ride does not lie. Cold is cold, rain is rain, wind is wind, and danger is danger. There is no barrier from nature or God's will. The ride reminds you at every intersection how fleeting life is. It reminds you at every stoplight how small you are. The ride tells you everything because it cannot lie. That is why I ride.











