I've been riding motorcycles a long time, since 1966. Motorcycles have come and gone… so have riding friends. The carburetors, cables and tire tubes of my youth have all become extinct. But I still ride.

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Many miles, many places, many experiences. But one thing has always stayed the same… my love of a beautiful machine, the music of the engine, and the feeling of riding the wind… it never gets old. Not even after 55 years. It still rejuvenates and re-centers me.

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These are the bikes I loved. If you happen to be one of the people who has ridden with me, I thank you for your companionship. If you are one of the many people who helped me procure, build or maintain these machines, you have my undying gratitude.