Battle of the Brits

My dad and I went to the Battle of the Brits Bike Show. While I am clearly a moped guy in a motorcycle world. I like being able to see the world through his eyes. And british bikes, like british kayaks fascinate me. They are beautifully iconographic.

The 1967 Green Triumph T100 If [...]

I am a huge dork

Brooks Tuiliq on order. I need help. I am now a dork. Just look at the photo.

Leave her Johnny Leave Her

“Rotten meat and a weevily bread leave her johnny, leave her, pump or drown the old man says, it’s time for us to leave, her. The voyage is done and the winds don’t blow, it’s time for us to leave her. No more around cape horn we’ll go, leave her Johnny leave her… [...]

I am my Father’s son and you are a runner

Ran 6 miles in 49:55 yesterday. I hit it out of the blocks up and down windy Kalamazoo hills until my breath came in ragged gasps. I didn’t want to stop, every hill I saw, I wanted to paint my foot prints on, burn the rubber down to say “I ran this hill [...]

Kalamazoo are you ready to Rock!

Sometimes you forget why being young and full of energy is so much fun. And then you go out till two in the morning to see live music. I’ve been to see some stellar shows this year, Sigur Ros, Tom Waits, and later on I will see the Decemberists too. Oddly enough seeing [...]