And so, she said, “I’m thinking I’ll follow as much of old Route 66 as I can from Illinois to L.A. After that, I’ll head up the Coastal Highway, visit some friends in Portland, and then follow the Lewis and Clark Trail back home. I’m telling my parents that I’m taking the Honda. They don’t need to know that it’s the 400/Four, not the...
When explorer David Thompson of the Northwest Company was mapping the Columbia River in 1811, he liked nothing better at the end of a hard day's travel than to relax in one of the many hot springs lining his route in what was later to become British Columbia....
"Ho-hum," a friend of mine remarked, tongue-in-cheek, as we stood looking across British Columbia's vast Shuswap Lake, "just more mountains, forests, rivers and lakes." Well, for once, he was right. Southern BC is mostly forests, rivers, lakes and mountains. And as motorcyclists know, these geographical features usually indicate something other than...
Hot humid weather makes the conditions for this day trip less than ideal, but I hardly notice any discomfort. My 1989 Honda GB500 single is sending lovely vibrations throughout my body as I rumble through one of the most historic areas in America...
In my younger, more impetuous days, my old buddy Rich and I were known for embarking on road trips that often defied logic in their timing and execution. Never sticklers for details, we'd throw caution to the wind and, on a whim, hit the road with reckless abandon. Not all of our sojourns were great successes, but none could ever be considered complete...
The weather in Provence, a region comprising some five départements in the southeast corner of France, is near perfect in spring and autumn, with mainly clear skies and temperatures in the mid-seventies. It's a land of scarlet poppies growing wild by the thousands, church bells ringing out from hilltop villages across countless orchards and vineyards,...
Ah, vintage motorcycles – No matter how well you plan and prepare, nothing seems to quell the mischievous nature of the little gremlin that seems to reside in all things carbureted. An irksome imp whom I oh-so fondly call #*@%^$ occasionally visits my 1978 Kawasaki KZ650C. Unfortunately, the little rat decided to check in just two days before...
In 1915, just two years after completion of America's first coast-to-coast highway, The Complete and Official Road Guide of the Lincoln Highway advised, "Given fair weather, and with the exercise of reasonable care and caution in your preparation for the tour...your trip across the Lincoln Highway should be neither perilous nor unduly hazardous." With...
As we pull into Community Park in Thurmont, Maryland, on our modern-day Honda ST1300, my ears are immediately serenaded by the mesmerizing music of vintage motorcycles revving up. My wife Karen and I have ridden to this scenic area to attend The Western Maryland Motorcycle Association's 15th annual vintage motorcycle meet and tour, known as the "Nostalgia...
It's the dog days of summer in Washington, DC, with humidity literally hanging in the hazy, stagnant air. And as usual, the airwaves are filled with their own brand of warm, moist air this election year. But now, loping over the rolling pastureland of Virginia's horse country with a cool wind in my face and listening to the staccato beat of my Honda...
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