We are well and were gifted a soft Winter and an early warm and welcoming Spring and as such an abundance of opportunity to get outside and be quiet and contemplate. Thank goodness!

We owe him Steve, shaped us both I suppose

Exactly right, it may not matter at all — motorcycle or Promaster. It’s the journey, not the machine. And the journey is fueled by the mind so if I have my head in the right place, any trip will work.

A good friend just purchased a custom Promaster for travel. He expects delivery in early July. It sounds like a great way to live.

Let me know when you lumber this way.

I’ve come to realize there are many, many ways to experience a ride. An e assist scooter is one. I see a young man in our neighborhood zipping around on a stand-up scooter at a great pace and think how neat it must be to effortlessly and silently move through the world.

Doesn’t matter why or where, like you say, who cares!

“Then Came Bronson” is etched in my memory and I’m certain it has had an effect on how I view riding. Parks had an unusual singing voice. I enjoy his music and wish he could have made another season or two of Bronson.

I was 15 in 1969 and riding a Kawasaki dirt bike in strip mines, pretending I was Jim Bronson. What an imagination!

Gilles

I think Bonfatto’s will be on my regular stop list. It’s nice to get out of town. I have not been inside Saint’s in over a year. Not sure I’m ready to join the students there yet.

Hope all is well with you and your finding time to evaporate your cares!