I have a friend who is a photographer that travels the roads of America making pictures. He says it’s impossible to see anything over 35mph. I’ve tested that theory and have found it to be largely true. The slower I travel, the more I see.

Be well as you cruise the countryside on your scooter. Who knows what you’ll see next.

It’s the simple life!

During the past 18 months my stops for refreshment have dwindled. Places weren’t open. Or I didn’t feel comfortable indoors. But I’ve managed the changes ok and am surprised by the options available.

Well, it’s not over but I already feel the draw toward autum. Could be the subtle changes in light. Or maybe the quality of the trees and plants. Or maybe even the slow simmer of melancholy I experience in autumn.

I’m a sensitive guy after all!

Thank you Karl. I hope you’re finding time for the same.

There is something magical about fog and large bodies of water. I always am enthralled in those situations.

Pliability. One of many good character traits to have.

Stop and stare. Yes. Important stuff Robert.

Two wheel serenity. That is a frequent benefit of riding. And no matter how well things are going otherwise, a ride still can seem to soar.