I lost my mother to cancer almost 13 years ago and days like today are bittersweet. I was blessed to be raised by one of the godliest women I have ever known and I am saddened to recall the times I neglected her or treated her with disrespect. As I…
There is an adventurer’s spirit in every true biker. If you are unwilling to weather the cold, or driving winds, or pouring rain, then just park your bike and get comfortable living the rest of your life in a cage. I watched the weather daily for two weeks leading up…
“No one lives for himself alone. No one dies for himself alone.” (Romans 14:7, NLV). Last night, at my High School Reunion, I was reminded of the words of the apostle Paul as we gathered to celebrate 40 years of life. Our lives are inextricably linked together through time, relationships,…
After writing several posts about all the wonderful places I have dined, I fully expected my readers to assume that I don’t have a discerning palette. If that is the case, then I supposed I was blessed to have breakfast at a pretty average, run-of-the-mill restaurant. I knew the ride…
I had a rather interesting upbringing. Most people refer to me as a Yankee because of my accent and the fact that I was raised on the Westside of Detroit, but what most people don’t know is my mama was from Dora, Alabama and my dad from Trenton, Georgia. To…
For those who also listen to our Biker Chowdown Podcast on iTunes, you probably remember our tagline – “it’s not just about the food, but the adventures and people we meet along the way,” well sometimes it is all about the food. Saturday’s ride was uneventful in every other way…
Welcome to another edition of Biker Chowdown where it’s not just about the food, but the adventures and people we meet along the way. Every ride down the backroads of America has its own theme. I often set out with a specific goal, objective, or greasy dive in mind,…
It was a beautiful March morning leaving out from Nashville and heading to Lynville, TN. Four guys, four completely different styles of bikes, and a couple of hours enjoying the beautiful backroads of Tennessee. I always thought Soda Pop Junction was some fictitious town created for a 1950’s sitcom, but…
It is that time of year again when we start thinking about making next year a little better than this one. I typically start my goal setting around October with the hope of getting a little bit of a head start on the coming year. A good friend of mine…
I have never bought into the idea of “no regrets.” We all regret certain decisions we have made in our lives. You may call them learning experiences, or put some other spin on it, but unless you are a narcissistic, heartless, __________, you have some regrets. In reality regrets can…