I love to ride motorcycles, and more specifically, dual sport motorcycles. They allow me to explore out-of-the-way places that I can’t reach with a normal street bike. I can toss on a sleeping bag and tent, point my bike in any general direction, and just ride. If the road turns to dirt or a cow trail, no big deal – I can generally make it through. This video may give you an inkling of why I love riding dual sport motorcycles.
I originally wrote this story for Ride Oklahoma in February 2009. In the early 1970’s Glen Sinclair was very involved in dirt bike racing. He hung out with the likes of Jack Penton and Dick Burleson. “I would build the course and they would come and ride it” laughs Glen. “I also know Ralph Royce […]
I originally wrote this short story for Ride Oklahoma Magazine in January 2009 to go along with the cover photo. The name Ducati evokes emotions in most motorcyclists. Like Harley Davidson, Ducati has a devoted group of fans that admire and adore the brand. It is more than just a brand of bikes – it […]
I wrote this story for Ride Oklahoma Magazine in January 2009. Tommy Bolton, championship drag racer, race winning engine tuner, and hot-rod Hayabusa builder, recently ran across a 2006 Yamaha Stratoliner that was in need of some tender loving care. On a recent trip to Houston, Tommy spotted the shell of the Yamaha’s big v-twin […]
Motorcycle Industry Can Help For the past two days I have been on assignment with an electrical utility client, photographing the extensive damage as well as the recovery efforts and the race to restore electrical power after the devastating tornado in Moore, Oklahoma. As an avid motorcyclist, I couldn’t help but notice the damaged and […]
My good friend Bill Dragoo and I were recently riding our BMW motorcycles through north central Arkansas while on assignment for a motorcycle travel story. Our goal was to find the “twistiest” roads in Oklahoma, Missouri and Arkansas. Highway 123 near Mount Ida certainly qualifies. As we rolled out of the switchbacks and into Mount […]
Music plays as I lean back against an ancient cottonwood tree. But it’s not the music made by man. This is much sweeter – this is the sound of the Oklahoma Panhandle in the spring. A gentle breeze whispers through the bodark and cottonwood trees, rustling the grass and nearby wheat fields in waves of […]