I can recall two stand-out instances from my early days when riding under the influence could have ended my fun. Not alcohol; not controlled substances (these weren‘t on the radar where I grew up)...
If you listened to Episode #10 of the Motorcycle Mentor Podcast, you know I’m looking for an old Honda CB750 to rebuild with my son. Well I found the perfect, not so perfect, motorcycle...
In 1997 I was into beginner motorcycles. I was a novice, rookie, newbie, just starting to ride motorcycles, with absolutely no training, I embarked on a journey that continues to this day. Needless...
One upon a time, after doing a tune up on my wife’s metric cruiser motorcycle, I took it for a test ride to a local convenience store. As I was walking out the door with a Coke I’d just bought, a...
Note: My daughter, Maddie Mixson, wrote this in 2005 when she was 11. I had just purchased my first motorcycle, a red Honda VFR Interceptor. Kids grow up too fast. She is now in college at the...
One of my persistent memories of The Early Days recalls having difficulty mastering the manly art of kick-starting a British motorcycle. The offender in this case was my newly-acquired 1956 Triumph...
Hurricane Katrina had pummeled New Orleans all weekend. On the Monday evening immediately following this event, I was scheduled to teach at the local tech school, twenty miles away. It was no secret...
Just the slightest hint of dawn in the eastern sky heralded another blistering hot day on the training range. Knowing that it would soon be light enough that my heavily tinted face shield...
“Bwa-a-a-a-a-a-pp!” “Bwa-a-a-a-a-a-pp!” “Bro-o-o-o-oahrrrr!” Stop light to stoplight; it’s the same thing over and over. First, he repeatedly gooses the throttle while waiting for the light to change...