Dreams Are Important, Never Lose them

Central City

I took a wondrous journey on my cycle to Central City Colorado. It’s a great curvaceous route from Golden, CO filled with twisty turns up a rocky canyon. Follow the river through the never-ending blissful curves and dream of simpler, more dangerous times of the old west. Not all that much has changed in this canyon with the exception of the blacktop and one can easily imagine the threat of wild Indian attacks, train robberies and chasing the dream of finding the mother lode in the gold rush. During my journey I thought of those settlers following their dreams into a very dangerous environment but despite the hazards they chased their dreams anyway.
When were young we constantly dwell on our dreams. This is a truly positive phenomena which provides a thoughtful reflection of the possibilities of life. Our youthful brains focus on our never waning potential; it’s too bad our adult brains lack the same focus.
Sometimes our dreams become a reality. Unfortunately some dreams are left unfilled or even worst, lost. As we age, dreams tend to become less of an emphasis in our minds. Life’s burdens manifest themselves in our subconscious and slowly we lose touch with those prized imaginings that propelled us forward through our youth.
A true travesty in life is a dream lost. When we lose our dreams we tend to lose who we are and what we want to be. Through our dreams we are able to change reality as we know it. They are powerful intangible motivators that spur our spirits into wondrous actions. When we lose touch with our dreams, we lose a part of ourselves. Without dreams, we can be led down a path of becoming that lost soul, just endlessly going through the drudgery of life. The divine spark no longer fires and life’s burdens become our only reality. You know the people whom I’m talking about, they are just empty vessels.
I have chased down my dreams without remorse in the past but lately I have become complacent. Over the last 5 years I have forgotten to dwell upon my aspirations of the unreachable. It’s the hope to achieve those unobtainable goals that separate us from the norm and add texture to our lives. When we work towards our objectives, one day we find that the unreachable suddenly becomes feasible. A dream is only a few actions beyond our reach and with every action the dream is that much more a plausible reality.
I actively need to aspire to some sort of goal. Set some high objective to work towards and don’t rest till its obtained. This is what is missing in my life and without a dream, we all tend to waiver or regress. We all need something to work on, I have an infinite list of things to improve upon but the most important is to get in touch with my dreams.
It’s funny what one may think about during a pleasant journey on two wheels.

Central City 1

Central City 2

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Make Your Ride Any Type of Cycle You Want It to Be

Adventure Tour

Have you noticed there are just too many types of cycles out there? I am not even going to try to list all the different niche bikes there are on the market today. I love the fact that there is a diverse selection of rides to choose from but it bothers me that we categorize them in different sects like some sort of evil Anthropology experiment.  At the end of the day we have a motor and two wheels and that is enough for me.

Give me a slow bike and I will ride it like it’s on the Salt Flat Time Trials. Give me a duel sport and I will tour with it like a Gold Wing. It took me 30 years to get my first cycle and have loved riding since day one on a cycle. One constant has remained true in my 12 years of riding; “I have not met a motorcycle, I did not like”.

I refuse to classify my ride as anything but a motorcycle b/c I plan to use it for any purpose my warped sense of judgment leads me. If that means it’s a dirt bike one day then so be it. If I go down on soft sand then that is life; it’s nothing a pair of knobby tires can’t fix.

Don’t Settle Into Conformity That Other Define. Be the Catalyst That Burns Down Those Barriers

Today I took my FJR up a dirt mountain pass in Colorado. Well to clarify, about 7 miles was hard gravel/dirt road, the rest was tarmac. In all reality, I wish I had a bike for every occasion but I am lucky to have one bike let alone 6 different rides. Make your bike whatever kind of bike you want and need it to be.

Get rid of brand allegiances and style snobbery and embrace all that is good about our lifestyle.

Whatever you ride, keep your passions vibrant, the wind in your face and let your smile linger as you cruise down life’s wondrous pathways.

 

Wonderous Road-2

 


Riding Bliss

Better Photo Colorado

I’m back living in Colorado after driving 32 hours straight across country with the exception of a 4 hour nap. It was a trip fueled by memories, dreams, worries, hope and coca cola. It was strange because I did not get sleepy during my thoughtful journey. I forced myself to nap based upon safety concerns more than exhaustion.

I remember back during the invasion of Iraq, we had 4 day long missions where one would be lucky to get 2-3 hours a day worth of shut-eye. No one from my squad complained about the lack of sleep. We just past out when we could and kept pushing forward. The complaints really did not begin until the bullets stopped flying. When life settled down we found ample time to realize we were miserable and than some of us began to travel down that slippery dark spiral of doubt.  Dreams are crushed by doubt, so it must be controlled. Every emotion has its uses but some emotions can be a detriment to soul. We must be cautious in life and doubt can often be a tool that allows us to make rational decisions but when one has a mission or task to accomplish then doubt needs to be eliminated. I have battled doubt and other insecurities my whole life. It is a battle that will only be lost when one gives up. So the trick is to face each challenge head on even if doubt exists basically disregarding the negative influence of the emotion. You can also use ones insecurities to fuel your motivation to become better at the task needing to be achieved. Let it motivate you to greater heights. Doubt will always win if you let it keep you from doing what lies ahead.

I am sitting in the small town of Morrison, CO just west of Denver. There is a creek behind me and I listen to the splendid chorus which puts me a drift in a flotilla of peace. I spent 5 hours just riding my motorcycle today. There was no route nor destination, just the ride. I cannot tell you where I went but I can tell you that I felt thousands of wonderful nervous butterflies as I twisted through the most phenomenal mountain canyons. You don’t know how bad you had it till you ride some of these gorgeous highland roads.

By the end of my 5 hour jaunt, my brain was fried with curvaceous memories of twisting Bliss……………

Better Doubt

 


Police Motorcycle Stunt Teams, Its the Answer

Stoppies, Keeping Motorcycle Cops Cool Since 1952

Stoppies, Keeping Motorcycle Cops Cool Since 1952

I posted this photo a few days ago because I thought it was rather cool but while eating a bagel, I pondered the photo more in depth. Would it not be radical if a few Police Departments had a Motorcycle Stunt Team? Ok, the idea would seem like a blatant waste of money. Well maybe not. Police Departments combat many issues. High crime rates, bad morale within the department and community relation issues. There are ton of reasons why people distrust the cops and some are valid and some are not. I guess what is important to me, is that the streets are safe. The streets will not be safe if the community does not have a positive relationship with its Police Department. That fact cannot be argued.

So use the Motorcycle Police Stunt Team as a Community Relationship Program. There is nothing that brings the community and police together like having Officer Sgt. Tackleberry jump his Harley through a Ring of Fire. There is no end to the zany antics our Police Officers could do involving their policy department issued cycles. One thought would be “Police Officer Jousting” on bikes. Kind of like combining The Middle Ages with Evil Knievel Motorcycle Depravity.

I’m just saying as a lover of everything motorcycles, I would trust The Police a bunch more if I saw them doing Stoppies, Wheelies and Death Loops every once in a while. It would make the Policy Officer seem more human and yes, more cool. But then again, I have the emotional maturity of a 7-year-old and have never met a motorcycle I did not like. So my judgment may be truly flawed.

Tackleberry


Do You Ride Together

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With work, the children, church, school activities and sports when do you find time to hang out with your significant other and make time to enjoy your love of riding? Your marriage and family should be your passion but with riding a motorcycle the two sometimes don’t intertwine. I got my first cycle after I was married. My wife did not marry into the riding culture. It was hobby that I picked up afterwards. After I first got my motorcycle, my wife did ride with me on occasion but after our kids were born that activity faded away. I see couples riding all the time and I feel a bit of jealousy that they have a common riding hobby that they can share together. It’s hard because I would much rather ride with my wife then alone but that is not really an option. The same goes for my kids. I would love for my family to share in my passion but given none are able to participate, I feel guilt for leaving them behind. My guilt stems from the fact that my job is 90 percent travel and when I say travel, I mean gone out of state for 30 days at a time. So this issue may be something that is an individual issue for me and my family but I have to assume that others feel the pinch as well. It would be perfect if I could melt my love for my family with my passion of riding. That would be the best viable solution but some solutions are not so easily attained.

In reality what a pitiful issue to write about, there are so many real problems that people deal with every day. I should feel fortunate that I have a healthy family and a wife who supports me and my choice to ride. This is something that countless people do not have. I think my issue may have more to do with the fact that I have a ton of guilt associated with not being around for my family than anything else. Guilt is a heavy burden as well as the sadness associated with missing your children grow and being a part of your family’s life while working far from home. Well we all have our burdens to bear. Supporting my family is something that I feel proud to be able to achieve but unfortunately for now, working involves a ton of travel.

Stoppies, Keeping Motorcycle Cops Cool Since 1952

Stoppies, Keeping Motorcycle Cops Cool Since 1952


Winters End

Spring Harvest

It’s March 31, 2014 and I have just spent the whole morning shoveling 9 inches of snow from the driveway. I live pretty far north but darn it’s not the Yukon. It should be at least 50 degrees and the spring rain should be washing the salt off the roads in preparation of my first riding day.
The snow that dropped today was not the light fluffy stuff, it was the water drenched heavy stuff which has a goal to either blow out your back or to give you a heart attack. Whenever you get that heavy snow, there is always a story on the news about someone’s ticker who called it quits while they endeavored to tackle the heavy white stuff. I call this particular Heavy Snow the “Blubber Snow”. If your cholesterol is high and your idea of exercise is walking to the toilet, then don’t try to shovel your driveway when there is a coat of Blubber Snow. Take my advice, leave it and let it thaw in a few weeks.
Stay warm and safe, spring will come and summer will follow. My thoughts are about riding black rambunctious curvy tarmac.


How To Get Around Your Fear of the Dentist

Dental

No One likes the dentist.  Even when you have perfect pearly whites, the trip to the dentist is still uncomfortable.  It’s bad when the dentist whips out the drill to do some enamel fabricating.  The worst in my experience is the tooth extraction, at this point just knock me out.

I feel bad for the dentist and the dental hygienist.  They have a tough job and should get more credit for what they do.  How many people brush their teeth and use mouth wash before their dental exam? It’s a fair question.  How would you like to go to work with someone less than ½ inch from your nose breathing into your face with bad breath?  I can’t deal with my own breath when I wake up in the morning let alone someone else’s halitosis all day long.  It does not stop there.  They have to live in constant phobia of getting one of their fingers bit off by some yahoo with an Oral Reflex Response Disorder or ORRD for short (I just made up this medical condition but I am sure it exists).  It’s all fun and games until some whack job with bad breath bites your index finger off because you touched their tongue.  Life changes when you lose a digit and it’s not for the best.

I have a theory to improve your Dental Experience, at least it works for me.  Have you ever noticed that in life, it’s never about you?  When is the last time you have had all the focus completely on you in a beneficial way?  Think about it, when you are at a restaurant, is your server totally concentrating on you or are they multitasking?  Do your kids pay attention to you during dinner after you cooked the meal and worked 60 hours a week to put food on the table.  Does your cat really care that you’re alive?  If you’re like me, you will find that most of the time, you are not the primary focal point of life.  Here is the good news.  When you go to the dentist, everyone is totally dedicated to the betterment of your mouth.  A dentist or dental hygienists is not worried about random thoughts and ideas when working on your teeth because they are too concerned about your Oral Reflex Response Disorder and don’t want to lose a finger in the mouth betterment process.  They are 100 Percent FOCUSED on your Oral Health.  I say celebrate that truly unique focus, you won’t get it anywhere else.  Yes, the whole situation is uncomfortable and can often be horrifically painful but at least you can say that the whole situation revolved around the betterment of you.  That is a rare situation indeed.

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