rob’s cottage weekend ride 1b
I write a lot. In fits and starts. And I struggle to find words to describe motorcycle riding. This is a prose poem, which is a style I don’t…
running on empty
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields… Jackson Browne ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Inconveniently, my Yamaha V-Star 250 is…
strawberry fields forever. or maybe until monday.
We didn’t just happen upon the strawberry fields. Barb put them in our ride plan. The synchronicity of the route wouldn’t surface until after the fact, which isn’t surprising as…
endless practice: the art of slow motorcycle riding
The first time I saw Mark Walker’s parking lot practice video – shot with a drone – I was mesmerized. For one thing, it’s difficult to ride a motorcycle…
Puppies Up?
Kathy Duncan has a big smile, a big personality and a great sense of humour. So it’s hardly surprising she burst out laughing when I told her I once…
i lost my marbles (part 2)
Not much to say about this other than I lost my marbles in December and found them again in April. This poem is about that. i lost my marbles…
i lost my marbles
On December 16, 2021, my FB friend and avid rider, Hai Vu, claimed in the Ottawa Motorcycle Riders group that he was “starting to lose [his] marbles;” thus: I commented…
getting to the other side
A real-life story from the autumn of 2016. *** The car headlights swept over a small body as I turned left into the unpaved cul-de-sac where I lived. A…
spring is sprung
Everyone in Canada loves spring. Especially the everyones who ride motorcycles. Braaaaap! spring is sprung by susan © 2022 Listen here: Read here: spring is sprung spring’s the…
ride o’clock
When Ottawa Motorcycle Riders group member Pinkie shared a post about it being ‘ride o’clock somewhere’ on a snowy day in February, I was inspired to write the first…