I'm a full time rider, in that riding a motorcycle is the only vehicle I get around on. I'm also a vagabond in that I don't have a permanent residence. My wife and I travel across the country (she rides her own, and writes her own) and we stay with family and friends, or in hotels, or vacation rentals. We own a marketing business called, "Too Much Tina" which we manage from the road.
Motorcycle Philosophy is a journal of my travels, but with more emphasis on thought, analysis, life, and other things that influence my perspective of the Universe, including mushy emotional shit too.
FYI: I still actually own a pickup truck, but I keep it in storage thinking that someday, if I should settle down and get a permanent residence, I'm going to want it.
About Me
I grew up in San Diego, CA, but have lived throughout California, including Orange County, Riverside County, and Solano County. I started riding in 1985, on a 1979 Kawasaki KZ400. I've owned Harleys, Yamahas, and Hondas.
I've ridden all over the Western USA, Canada, and Alaska.
Throughout high school I was a loner. I was depressed for a variety of reasons. I would ride my bicycle for miles and miles trying to get away from problems that plagued me. In college, I struggled to figure out who I was and what direction I wanted to go. I ended up riding used KZ400, and continued riding alone, finding myself, and solidifying a spirit of independence. I love to read and write deep material on our existence, perceptions, how things parallel and conflict each other, in search of some kind of enlightenment.
I'm not religious in the traditional sense, but I do have my personal beliefs about the Universe around us.
Politically and socially, I'm a libertarian: do whatever you want, but just own up to it, don't get in my way, don't ask me for anything, and keep the government off of me.
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A vagabond who hauls a motorcycle around the country in a toy hauler, earning a living as a website developer. Can often be found where there's free Wi-Fi, craft beer, and/or public nudity. 
I just want to ride. A couple of my close buddies are in the process of starting a club and we came up with a one piece patch design. Within weeks we were questioned where we are from, the name of the club , how many members etc. The last question was " who gave us permission to come to ......? " And the funniest part of it was they were in their 20s and did not ride their bikes. We decided that riding is about freedom and by having the patch and being in a club makes it more complicated. I think mc clubs are great but I like to ride my bike around the country, not tell people where they can go and what they can wear.
ReplyDeleteI'm 62 years old and have been in the saddle since '67. In July of 2006 my wife and I were t-boned on my '05 Ultra Classic and I received the last rites, as you can see, didn't need them at the time. In all those years, riding has always been my way of dealing with stuff that had to be figured out in life. With an open road and no time limit or destination specified, you can just relax and let your mind look at things in a more positive and clearer perspective. I've owned Honda, Suzuki, Yamaha, Kawasaki, BSA, Triumph, 23 Harleys and started it all with a Jawa. Riding is not for everyone, it's not to get from Point A to Point B, it's about LIVING!! Our accident put me on SS-D so I am retired, but not RETIRED. It's really just like Harley says, " If I have to explain, you wouldn't understand", both my brothers ride also, one works for Harley. Keep the shiny side up and just live, no ones promised tomorrow!!
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I was watching some online motorcycle videos a few months ago and one of them went into an interview mode where they asked a bunch of bikers "What makes a biker a REAL biker". All of them, 20 somethings to 70 year olds, were trying to define "biker" and they all made fools of themselves. At what point in time did being a biker come to mean "be just like me"???? Each and every one of them thought that a "REAL" biker had to ride a certain type of bike, wear certain types of clothes, ride a certain number of miles each day, do this, drink that, and all kinds of unbelievably sophomoric attitudes that drove the rest of us freedom loving folks to biking in the first place. Oh, by the way.. in answer to your "permission" seekers - "Mr. Smith, Mr. Wesson, and the U.S. Constitution"
ReplyDeleteDear Steve,
ReplyDeleteMy name is Kevin Moore and I just started a website for stories about motorcycles, friends, family and the open road called Bikes and Buddies: http://www.bikesandbuddies.com/
There’s now three stories. One story now about how Gilby Clarke from Guns n' Roses, a Brit named Dave and I almost blew up the town of Twentynine Palms due to sheer stupidity.
Please check it out. I hope you enjoy it. And if you are interested feel free to subscribe for the email updates. There will only be one email per month when a new story is posted.
Thanks,
Kevin