Crafting a story adds a new depth to the ride that could not have predicted. Often it's just a process of stringing together my poor grammar into paragraphs. (I've considered leaving the text out.) Many of these photos would not have happened had it not been for this blog. I would miss the stops not taken and the thoughts not thunk. Many morning commutes would be forgotten.
I'm very much looking forward to more of this in 2016. I can already taste the post-International Motorcycle Show beers and scotch eggs at Britt's Pub, a family tradition on it's seventh year.
|An early spring ride, the first humidity of the year.|
At the Kinnickinnic River walk in access near River Falls, WI
|My first big ride with the little XS. Hwy 35, Lake Pepin, WI.|
|Early fall snow flakes enrich my morning commute.|
|The morning sun.|
|The Rooster rolls into St. Paul after completing the M2M run.|
|The Midway, St. Paul - Minneapolis|
|University Ave, St. Paul , MN|
|Somewhere in central Minnesota.|
|Adding some touring ability.|
|Wildcat Mountain, WI|
|The St. Paul High Bridge on a dull November morning.|
|Someday I will take you to all these places too.|
- Ride North
I'll have to get over my paparazzi phobia and more pictures of people.