Motorcycle Journal

by “Big” Al, Motorcycle-Journal member

“I think we’ll have another slice of pie”, as he cuddled with his new wife having swapped out the old wife 2 years before meeting and falling head over heels for this, his second. Quite an upgrade in the looks department and a biker to boot I thought. Their love was still fresh, and tart and hinted of renewal like the last bite of summer blueberries lying on the plastic plate.
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by Roger “wildwolf”, Motorcycle-Journal member

After nearly 3 years of begging and pleading, when I was 10 years old my mom finally broke down and bought me a used motorcycle. It was a 50cc Honda, with 3 gears and a shift pattern of N-1-2-3 with a cable clutch. The first time I laid eyes on it, I knew then it was the most beautiful motorcycle in the world: I had to have it. Lucky for me, my mom was willing to part with the insane price of $40.00 cash to get it for me. (more…)

by Clint A. Buhs (RowdyRed94)

Yesterday was the first real ride of the season in Central Minnesota. I’d been around the city twice before in recent weeks on warm afternoons, but this time I went 150 miles and found some good, tight curves. The weather is finally, genuinely warm. Not the fickle, fleeting kind of March warm that disappears with the sun. The road has been heated by the sun, so my tires stick, and the air is warm too, so my muscles stay relaxed and ready. The scent of old leaves thawing slips through my helmet as I ride. (more…)