
Junior is in a canine boarding facility certain I have abandoned him and my Vespa sits in the garage waiting patiently for it’s next outing.
Myself, well, I’m sitting in a hotel lobby in Cleveland wondering what to do for the next few hours before an afternoon appointment. I have my Leica M6 and a lot of film. I have my journal. I have my iPhone. And I have a dozen pages of handwritten notes and stories about the BMW F650 GS that had last month. Craig Kissell is probably beginning to wonder if I will ever post on that bike.
The BMW was a different experience than everything else I’ve ridden. Who would have thought a mere machine would cause a mini crisis of faith…
I’ll have time to work them out over the next few days as I post these letters from Cleveland.
— Posted from my iPhone





