Seized & Shafted In Robbinsville

After another night of camping on the Blue Ridge Parkway, I made my way down the final stretch of the 469 mile run that goes from Northern Virginia to Western North Carolina. It’s hard to ride this parkway without stopping at every pull off to gaze at the limitless vistas deep into the Shenandoah Valley, […]

Slight Detour To Conover – Home of Held USA

At less than one hundred miles off my route, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to visit the good folks at Held USA — the importers of the fine German gloves I’ve used since starting my trip more than three years ago. Sadly, all of my Held gloves were ripped off at the Port in […]

Blue Ridge Parkway to Asheville

From New York City I finally made progress toward the west coast and headed southwest with a plan to ride a somewhat southerly route all the way to California — and only using back roads — two lane highways or country roads exclusively. I will do my best to avoid any interstate travel and make […]

Making My Way Back To California

As I feverishly work to get current on this blog, it’s time to document yet another transcontinental ride. While hanging with friends and family on the east coast has certainly been warm, exciting, tasty and fulfilling, it’s time I get back home — to California where more loved ones, friends and family eagerly (I hope!!) […]

Washington, DC – My Homecoming

Sure. The current government administration hasn’t fared nor treated us Americans well. Our president is stuggling to make sense of his legacy and our country’s top political parties have finally chosen their candidates and appointed vice presidential running mates. We are living in exciting and strange times. So before pulling up my temporary roots here […]

Putting The Pieces Back Together

I’ve been set back quite a bit by the breach and thievery that happened either in Turkey or on the WWL ship. But I can’t dwell on it other than sadly note that the only theft that occurred to me on this nearly three year journey happened after I had left the bike for its […]

Back In The U.S.A.

The Marine Memorial – aka Iwa Jima in Virginia across the Potomac. Brother Jon & good friend Tim, who met me in Argentina and Chile in 2006 sitting atop Charlie Palmer’s in Washington DC with a nearly full moon and the usual “hill” sites while sipping some legendary Italian Vin Santo. A good ole BBQ […]

Welcome Back to USA: Disaster & Ripped Off.

Well, it should have been an easy task. First, get my brother Jon to take some time and shuttle me up to the Port of Baltimore, where Doc would be waiting for me. I had locked my boots, helmet, and riding pants into the top box and Jesse Bags. My jacket was sent ahead for […]

Hassles at the Port of Derince

Sebile (a woman) at Yakin Dogu Deniz Acenteligi instructed me to bring the bike to the Port of Derince, which is about 45 minutes from Istanbul on the Marmara Sea. Though my schedule ship would not leave for about a week, I figured that the bike would be safer in the hands at the port […]

Istanbul (not Constantinople!)

Istanbul is crammed with so much great architecture, history, people, food and art that it’s impossible to explain it all. So better to just explain my feelings. In 2002 I had this crazy idea that I’d ride around the world on a motorcycle. Maybe it wasn’t so crazy but it was long a dream to […]