The coffee is warm as I watch the waves come crashing. Sunlight hunts and pecks its way forward. Drizzles rays in-between the hallucinogenic stratosphere and wraps its very hands around the beginnings of yet another day. A newspaper rests between the thumb and forefinger, as … Read More →
Tag Archives: Pacific Coast Highway
Lucid Revolutions
It’s a vibrant day in-between fall storms when I find myself standing before a saturated ocean and it’s hard charging sea. Beyond me lies one long ruffled sheet of blueness. The crisp squalls mercilessly battering the shoreline over and over. With force. And power. And … Read More →
The Vivid Vista
There’s a shake… And a shutter… And the slightest side to side maneuver… The engine hums, its bangs, it butts its head up against the limit… A sense of excitement and purpose and pure joy flows… The kind of overt outpouring that makes one take … Read More →
83 Mile Tacos
Shards of golden red light are spreading across the sky as a perfectly turquoise edge of an ocean barks with life. The waves crashing with such force it almost feels like there’s an earthquake looping on the house audio system. But there isn’t. Looking around, … Read More →
76 Miles and Noth’n but Curves
I’m absolutely aching for the long slow drag I know I shouldn’t have when a single hand reaches out of the driver-side window from the car directly in front and waves me on. It’s not the sexiest way to pass someone or something but then … Read More →
Canyon Cometh
Engines wail. Roads bend. Seasons change. But the dirt, the dirt in the middle of the asphalt, that never seems to go anywhere… Extending the kickstand, I kill the engine and slide off the saddle. Peer out over the reasonably clear San Fernando Valley. And … Read More →
Pendulum of Confusion
The engine is howling with anger as it sucks down air and explodes. Blows Up and instills its will. Rev by Rev, the road surface bears the brunt of this rage. For an instant it’s easy to imagine bits of tarmac being ripped right out … Read More →
Retracing Your Roots A 1,100 Miles At A Time
It’s flat and foggy. A collection of roadways, rattled by the everyday, intersect one on top of another. There are holes and grooves and unannounced visitors tucked behind the wheel of their ordinary machines coming up fast in the right lane. Folks cross the street … Read More →
My New Favorite Camera: The Sony HXR-MC1 1080i High Defintion Lipstick System
There are a ton of fun toys in the motorcycle world – heck, some folks even call bikes themselves toys, though I’ve never quite liked that description for a purpose built machine myself – however over the weekend I got a chance to try out … Read More →
Awkward Dance Partners – The Ducati ST3 & MV Agusta F4 up The California Coast
At first there’s one. A second later comes another… And then all hell breaks loose, as a cascade of perspiration rolls forward with vengeance. It’s the first real tangible clue that you’re getting close; close to the middle of nowhere and close to California’s Central … Read More →
Morning Glory Meets Chaos
I woke up bright and early this morning fully determined to get up into the canyons and finally find a way to truly relax this weekend. Ultimately isn’t that what holiday weekends are for? I so badly wanted to have a killer ride and visions … Read More →
A Needed Unwinding…
While swinging around a rather decent sweeper on Encinal Canyon this morning about halfway through the ride I was struck by the thought that over the course of my life the word ‘relaxation’ has continued to evolve in its meaning. Almost to a point where … Read More →
Back in the Saddle
Yesterday MotorMilt & I were fortunate to finally get a ride in after what has felt like a month and half long drenching by mother-nature. Definitely not one of the best rides I’ve ever had nor the most enjoyable. I knew we were in trouble … Read More →
Frozen Fingers…
Got up this morning determined not to make the same mistake as yesterday and go riding lacking the proper amount of layers. So out came the thermals for the first time in a long, long time. Funny thing is they didn’t matter that much. I … Read More →
Early Morning Skies and Way Back Memories
As MotorMilt & I were heading up the Pacific Coast Highway this morning, I found myself being struck by how familure the stretch of asphalt from Santa Monica to Malibu has gotten. It wasn’t that long ago that just riding up the PCH to the … Read More →
Soar
There’s an ache in the side and a kink in the neck, a twinge in the knee and a soreness that won’t escape me. My body feels decrepit, my mind strung out on a million different to-do lists. Physically I feel well past beat and … Read More →