It’s been relatively quiet on the motorcycle front lately. I’ve been working more and have been really struggling to get things done that are important to me, i.e., write. The knock-on effect is that I don’t find myself too often going anywhere other than work. And, as I mentioned in my previous post, I prefer…

In a recent post I mentioned the fact that one of the reasons I like wearing a full-face helmet is that there’s no particularly good way to tell who I am. That is to say, unless you are close enough to peer through my legally-required-to-be-clear visor, you can’t really tell what type of who I…

Aliona and me She’s like a girlfriend I once had in that she tends to look better in person. What I see in her doesn’t seem to show up well in photos; perhaps because what I see is so affected by what I feel. And very much like that aforementioned ex-girlfriend, Aliona’s sleek body and…

I look like a German fetishist. Hitherto a week or so ago I hadn’t taken any particularly long journeys with Aliona. Well, “particularly long” is a relative term, I suppose. For some people, perhaps 20 miles might be a long ride. It’s all a matter of your experience. I’m still pretty green –– having now…