RickkciR

I’ve been riding for 34 years and have had the opportunity to attend more than my share of Rallies.   My first was back in 86, and hit the mecca; Sturgis.   I rode a lil about 500 miles that day on a 1000cc Kawi, one buddy on a Honda V65 ( 1100cc) and another buddy on a HD, that was about the same size.   We blew up in there in one day, pulling up at night…without a room.   So, being the crazy bastards we were, we rolled into a ravine, pulled out our gear and called it a night.   If we’d really known what we were doing, we’d have broken out the whiskey, but none of us were bright enough to have packed any. Lets just say , it wouldn't go down quite the same way if I had a "do over?!"  Either way, we got some rest and hit the roads of the Black Hills, as soon as the sun was up. We were nutz Several things from the rally stick in my brain.   First, the riding was awesome.   We rode throughout the hills for a few days, stopping a...

In July of 2009, I made a decision that would change my life drastically in ways I never saw coming.    Up until that point, I’d owned several bikes the previous 25 years or so, but I was never truly ‘into it.”    I rode them to work. I rode them to the bars.   I rode them to the store.   And twice, in those 25 years, I did 400 mile road trips (okay   ... 800; I had to get home!).   But, I didn’t just throw a leg over the bike and head out and … ride.   You know… 50 miles… 150 miles.   200 miles, just because.   I mean, why?  This would change , once I found the bike that made me want to ride.  Ride Often. Ride Far. Ride to Live , Live to... wait . .never mind.. that's friggn' cliche... Republic of Texas Rally - 2009 Well, in July 2009 I found myself sitting on a beautiful Kings Mountain Vintage Chief at ROT down in Austin, looked at the price tag, had complete sticker shock , sat on it longer , and without ...