The GPz became my passport to everything beyond the map’s edge. Schoharie County’s back roads. Hidden corners of the Catskills. Southern slices of the Adirondacks. Every weekend, and plenty of weekday evenings, I’d be out somewhere new.
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Wandering Between the LinesThe first bike that was truly mine came from a high school classmate. I don’t remember the asking price – only that it was just close enough to what I had, and that the deal was done quickly. I pushed it home the length of Walden Park, our subdivision, feeling equal parts proud and unsure.
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Wandering Between the LinesThis post kicks off Wandering Between the Lines – an ongoing series of motorcycle travel stories about a life spent chasing curiosity on two wheels. It’s part memoir, part travelogue, and part tribute to the unpredictable beauty of motorcycling – especially when paired with a tent, a map you mostly ignore, and a few good
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Wandering Between the Lines
