I’m in Bishop again, continuing my routine of bouncing between where we live and where Tom works. When I come to Bishop, there is an activity option (weather-permitting) that is beginning to override (at least until the snow melts high) all other options…riding the motorcycles. In my last trip to our favorite motorcycle dealer in Roseville, I was joking that were it not for money limitations, Tom and I would probably buy even more motorcycles. The dealer’s son joked that you can never have too many motorcycles. I’ve had that sentiment about mountain bikes as the type of terrain we ride has increased and varied enough that I saw the utility in having a downhill mtn bike vs. more of a cross-country bike. I never thought that could happen with motorcycles…
Although at this point in our lives I think we’re set with what we have, we’re now obsessing over accessories. See, Tom and I aren’t particularly found of riding on the road but sometimes it’s a necessary evil to connect backcountry roads or trails. It would also be a shame to not actually occasionally use the M1 license I struggled to get with the stupid driving test they make you do…which by the way doesn’t really simulate any real-life driving situation on a motorcycle.
Except for the fact that we can’t really bring the dogs with us (no, sidecars aren’t an option), there is nothing much better than the overall experience of motorcycle ride…or in our case it’s often a dirt ride. Purists will laugh but similar to the feeling of backpacking, everything you need, you’re literally carrying with you. Tools, fuel, food, water, etc. That may seem a ridiculous parallel but you can get alot farther out into the boonies alot faster and if something happens, McGuyver skills come in handy.
Tom and I are itching to overnight camping on the motos…so we’re currently researching small gear bags we can attach to our bikes to carry the basics for an overnight trip. Giant Loop Motorcycle bags are looking the like current front-runner. Nothing will probably happen until we return from Moab (and the mtn weather is a little warmer). But what a cool feeling it will be to ride to a remote spot, set up a small camp and not worry about all the crap we’re trying to pack in the truck for camping or even the motorhome on a larger scale.
So for now, the horses sit in the stable…anxiously awaiting the next ride…













