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The 11-mile stretch is said to have 318 curves. I could believe somewhere in excess of 100 if you count the tiny wobbles off a straight line, but not 318. Oh well, why quibble? It's fun!
It’s one of the legendary roads that riders talk about with a mix of pride and wistful sighs; pride for having braved it, and a sighs at witnessing nature unadulterated.
Unlike any parades I’d ever seen back east, almost everyone in this one was either on mule or horseback.
How a pop song saved an Arizona town that the railroad abandoned and an interstate bypassed. I'm standin' on the corner of Winslow, Arizona.
I wasn't there to explore the Northwest Passage, I was there to ride the Lolo Pass. At the summit, I met Clark the biker and Henry the pannier dog, one of many canine bikers I've met.
I first learned about Redwoods in a Highlights Magazine. Forty years later I met them in person. I hope that these photos and factoids inspire you as they did me.
Trying to find a place to camp in North Dakota oil country took some ingenuity and the help of fellow campers willing to brave Yellowstone River mosquitoes.
About 100 miles north of Cheyenne, I looked around and didn't see another soul on the road. That's it, I'm gonna throttle up.
I'd seen the Tour de France on TV and noticed that they use motorcyclists for other miscellaneous duties. You probably know where this is headed.