I recently met a young man named Matthew at my garage who came to rent my Bonneville T100 for the day. He said he had grown up in my area and now lived out of state but wanted a bike to ride for the day with his old riding buddy. We got together through a […]

In this 48-page collection of essays, Waypoints, Volume I: Zen Motorcyclist, motojournalist Bud Miller touchingly and eloquently shares introspections and lessons learned during his more than 200,000 miles traveled on a motorcycle. Although his writings originated from the metaphorical waypoints visited along his riding journeys, riders and nonriders alike will find plenty to enjoy in these […]

It seems like every February, when I begin working on my article for the May/June issue, I start this chronicle by saying it’s always the hardest one to write, and this year was no different. I awoke to an ice storm, which kept me at home. If you’re anything like me, you can get a […]

A few columns ago I was happy to announce my marriage to Dawn. She was raised in southern South Carolina, where her parents still reside. I had spoken with Dawn’s mother and father, Beverly and Jim, prior to our marriage, though we had never met. Shortly after our elopement, Dawn and I planned a trip […]

Our photojournalist and dear friend Bud Miller recently tied the knot with the love of his life and we are all so very happy for him. What could be more beautiful than a story intertwined with love and motorcycles on Valentine’s Day? Check out Bud’s latest Zen Motorcyclist article, “It’s What We Do,” also featured […]

A few years ago I wrote a column titled Four Legs, Two Wheels and a Grateful Heart (July/Aug ’15), in which I spoke of a new motorcycle and a new housemate (my dog Spud) that both came to me during a time when I was broken, physically and emotionally. Each served to help get me […]

I’ve had the idea for this essay in the back of my mind for what seems like years now. It’s a natural part of the independence and self-reliance of motorcycling to want to do at least some of your own maintenance. It’s that way for me even given my less than stellar mechanical aptitude. Dad […]

This year marks two anniversaries for me, one joyous, one tragic. I’ll celebrate 20 years of motorcycle riding (and nearly 250,000 miles) and also commemorate the 20 years since the premature death of my father, Mr. Bud Miller. This is also the third year since the purchase of another home in my beloved Hellertown, PA, […]

“So, raise a glass to 
turnings of the season
 and watch it as it arcs 
towards the sun” —Don’t Carry It All, 
The Decemberists   It’s the beginning of February as I write this. February in eastern Pennsylvania is usually a bitter month for me and this is always the most difficult chronicle to write […]

    Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors and the people there see you differently too. Coming back where you started is not the same as never leaving. —Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of […]

My brother and I recently attended a cars and coffee event at SteelStacks, the old Bethlehem, PA, steel site. A gearhead from birth, he was driving a Dodge Challenger, his dream muscle car. I met him on my V-Strom. I had been toying with the idea of getting a new ride, and after hearing me […]

“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.” —Henry David Thoreau It’s early February and I haven’t ridden much in weeks due to weather, but I have kept myself busy with other motorcycle-related projects. I find myself at a crossroads physically, dealing with the still lingering side effects of Lyme disease […]

A few weeks ago I received an email from the athletic department of DeSales University, which I graduated from with a degree in mathematics way back in 1987. I was to be inducted into the Athletic Hall of Fame at a banquet in late September during alumni weekend. The news came as quite a surprise […]

This past Mother’s Day, my girlfriend Erica and I rode to a farm not far from my home that she had lived on for a time. We were visiting the owner, Sally, who Erica had grown close to during the time she spent there and who she’s remained friends with ever since. As I approached […]

Motorcycle Meditation – “Don’t ask yourself what the world needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” —Harold Thurman I like the mental exercise of thinking and writing about the ways in which motorcycling has made me come […]