Monthly Archives: August 2017

There is something about a motorcycle seat that is irresistible to cats, small children and me. Motorcycles are mechanical objects, a compilation of inanimate parts that cannot have a personality or a “soul”….but some do. There is a huge difference … Continue reading →

A few years ago, my brother in law Jay and I took a “nostalgia trip” on our old BMW motorcycles down to Norcross, Georgia for a vintage event. Jay was on his white 1983 R100RT. My ride was my 1975 … Continue reading →

Motorcycling goes deep in my family history, starting in the earliest days with my progenitor, Lord Percy Gifford- Rhys of Bagg-on- Weasel in the Welsh mountains during the waning days of the Victorian era. We were not originally from royal … Continue reading →

In the early 1970’s, much of  my motorcycling  was spent on my TS250 “dual sport”  exploring the backroads and in the woods around eastern Kentucky and West Virginia, but I often made forays into Ohio, particularly the abandoned strip mines … Continue reading →