“All Roads Lead To Craigslist”

…how my girlfriend described my relationship with the internet. So simple, so undeniably fact. Sometimes we get too caught up the rat race of chasing pageviews, impressions, and billing by the click. Let’s not get too bogged down with the nonsense economics of the internet and get back to what it’s really for: browsing limitless,…

A Social Network For Motorcyclists

Commercial Disclosure: The makers of EatSleepRIDE let me download the app fo’ free if I promised to write it up. Otherwise it’s like, three bucks. The battle wages on between experiential purists and optimization-crazed technophiles over what it means to ride a motorcycle. Those in the latter camp want Bluetooth helmets and LEDs everywhere while…

New England Café Racer Convergence

I have never been shy about meeting people from the internet. I’ve had plenty of strangers in my house buying things I’ve posted on Craigslist, and made purchases the same way.  Even met with randos in parking lots to buy cars (though I always pack heat when I carry cash). But the “2013 Convergence” held…

Pants-Shitting Shakedown Ride Across Manhattan

Having finally had a chance to ride the Hipster Hot Rod, I dared a multi-mile death race across Manhattan and recounted the story on Jalopnik. Catch the piece here. Many of the commenters weren’t feeling the sarcasm of the project as much I had intended… which made for some hilarious/offensive annotations to my tale. Among…

Mercedes-Bus

This Spring something caught my eye at one of my favorite dealers; Copley Motorcars in Needham, MA. By “favorite” I mean the proprietor lets me poke around every few weeks when he knows full well I have no intention to bid on his hardware; which has included a gullwing Mercedes, Ferrari F50, BMW Z8, and…

Vintage Hardware on the Trails in NoAZ

A few months back I got out to Arizona to catch the 2013 “Overland Expo”… more on that later. While I was there, I caught up with a guy named Chris I had ski-bummed with in California.  Poor bastard  had his season cut short when his hand got caught in a ski-sharpening machine, no pun…

Attention Hipsters: Upstate New York, Not Yet “Cool”

Dateline – Beacon, NY: a dingy old brick town on the warpath to gentrification.  Leading the charge is their modern art museum called The Dia. As in “¡Dias Mio!”, “Carpe Dia”, or neither of those made-up things. Sounded great, so while dear old mum was visiting my Hudson Valley encampment last week I figured we…

Pushing Tin

It had been over a year since I ‘d motorcycled more than a hundred miles in one day. Granted, I’ve never even sat on a bike designed to ride distances like that, but my Australian adventures of 2011 gave me the “pleasure” of crossing a continent on what most riders probably wouldn’t leave their yard on (I’m…