The 1974 RD350 has been faultlessly buzzing around south-central New Mexico these last few months without any attention. The old…
Good buddy Paul is a black powder enthusiast. I am, too, except I'm completely inexperienced as a shooter in the…
The 1970s were the golden years of motorcycling. New and exciting motorcycles poured out of Japan at dizzying speed, so…
The city of Hartford in Connecticut is Mecca if you are a Colt fan (as in Colt firearms), and I…
The first motorcycle that I couldn’t hold the throttle wide open through the gears was a CR250 Honda Elsinore. I…
Some days at the range I don't feel like punishing myself with heavy recoil or trying to shoot the tightest…
There are three paved routes across the Sacramento Mountains in southern New Mexico. To the north, highway 380 crosses from…
Glendora Ridge Road is one of the best kept secrets in southern California, offering 12 miles of well-maintained, low-traffic twisties…
On a recent trip to Hawaii, the girls wanted shave ice (a local treat) and we stopped at the Waikoloa…
I have a hard time in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. The place is cursed, man. I either drink too much and…