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To anyone who thinks they can convince, cajole and/or connive me into singing, please pay attention: I don’t sing in public. Point finale. The only exceptions are Happy Birthday…
To anyone who thinks they can convince, cajole and/or connive me into singing, please pay attention: I don’t sing in public. Point finale. The only exceptions are Happy Birthday…
Tuesday, November 19, 2024, may have been (or not!) my last riding day of the season. Regardless, it was a stunning day to do a familiar loop from Almonte…
Thanks to a quick tube change by Richmond Motorsports and the support of James A., I was back on the road Friday afternoon after the flat on Thursday. I…
The two riders facing me across the 511 were turning left at the stop. I was going straight on to Glen Tay; I waved them through. When they swung…
I hadn’t planned on visiting the pumpkin patch on Rosetta Road, but that’s where I ended up on the last day of September 2024. You never know where the…
Mom’s been gone eight years now. She died on August 17, 2016, six weeks before her eighty-eighth birthday. My mother’s mother also died a little over a month before…
“Do you think I need to take rain gear?” I directed the question to James, who was busy cleaning his windscreen with Bon Ami. He didn’t reply, so…
This is a guest blog post by set designer Kairiin Bright in which she describes the process and the end product she arrived at while designing the set for…
This is the fourth in a series about a single vehicle motorcycle collision I had in July 2024. The first post is here; the second is here and the third…
James’ FJR was parked in the street and he was working on the Warrior in the driveway when I got home around noon. He keeps one of his bikes…