Motorcycle Miles: Yeah, I know, gotta get a life

As I mentioned earlier (brilliantly I might add, with photos), I stopped for a few minutes in Thedford on Sunday to trespass on a stranger’s property.

The stranger was an industrious birdhouse builder and two looked a lot like some of my creations.


I’ve been stealing and modifying other people’s ideas for decades; turn-about is fair play, right?


["The GH, my version of the JR": photos by GH]


And on my way back to the motorcycle (no, I wasn’t being chased) I caught a glimpse of why I like older bikes.

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