Yeah, ain’t it cool, to go for a ride on the motorcycle on a perfect day, on a good road, with no other cares?

(at least for a little while)

Yup, good for the soul.

(Riding motorcycles is always good for the soul; the problem is, it’s sometimes very hard on the body.)

I don’t recall the name of the book in which I read it, years ago, but somebody wrote that what most people think of as the smell of the sea is the smell of what washed up upon the beach, and died.

I’ve spent the last 10 years or so within a 1/2- mile of the Gulf of Mexico, so I know what I smell.

Probably unrealistic to try and carry the requisite takeout order of “cardiologist on the side” on the scooter…

Inevitable.

Just finished a book that starkly puts the Clash Of Cultures, European vs North American Indian, into stark reality and it was written450 years ago! A guy named Bernal Diaz del Castillo, Conquistador penned it.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bernal_D%C3%ADaz_del_Castillo

Basically, a soldiers story of events and what he saw on the ground. The beauty, the achievement and the depravity of a culture so different from his own it makes West vs Islam schism of today seem small by comparison. Check it out. It’s got it all the human nature, politics, action in there and it’s 450 years old!

It’s all perspective and who wins that counts. History is written by the winners……

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One of our most favorite drives was near Moffat Field — we’d head out on a 4-lane road, that became a two-lane road, that became a 2-track road, and never made any turns. It was also repeatable, so it wasn’t a fluke that we ended up in the back of beyond with the beefaloes. It was a fun time.

I always wave to the Harley guys. The flashing smiles are worth it, and I like the fact that the guys who don’t wave back owe me some karma.

Me, too…and most wave back, here in Nuevo Mexico. But then again, car drivers wave to each other here.

Reading your superb travelogue made me long for something other than the arrow-straight roads here, Lex. One has to travel a couple of hours north to get to the fun stuff, but once there…it’s worth it!