Front Porch Coffee

It’s funny how very often the more words a picture’s worth the less the quality matters. By the way, that’s a motorcycle designed for agricultural use in the Australian outback. I love the sound of that exactly as much as I have no idea what it really means. And I have absolutely no idea.

Sometimes I forget that for work I get to ride a dirtbike around on a crazy old rocky highway through mountains between towns to hang out with poor kids and give them school supplies. Did I mention that’s actually for work?

There’s always stuff to whine about here, but for now I settle for beer with my crackers and cheese.

And it just so happens that there’s a store just down the street that sells Guatemalan beer and Guatemalan corn chips. Not good old crackers and cheese, but close enough and maybe better really.

And yes, when Profe Jorge and I ride around on the motorcycle we do sorta look like a couple of Mormons. They call us milk and chocolate.

Yes, we do look like mormons

Motorcycle wrenching fun, motorcycle flying fun, motorcycle from here to there and back fun

The best motorcycle for the one is the worst motorcycle for the other is the alright motorcycle for the other.

Cliché solution #1: the best motorcycle is the one that you are riding
Cliché solution #2: the best motorcycle is the one that makes you think about God

This is the best thing that has shown up in my Google Reader feed; ever.

Quick, somebody fetch me a lot of money and a plane ticket to the UK. And starter rollers too, please–preferably in white and red.

The power to weight ratio is close to that of a new GSX-R600. One’s 0.29, the other is 0.35. Guess which is which.

http://sideburnmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/xr750-for-sale-on-uk-ebay.html

Harley Davidson XR-750

Important edit:
250cc (pretty sure it’s a DT250)

I just did a lap around town on a ’77 Yamaha 200cc oil-burning eardrum-buster. Perma-grin.

I was born into the wrong decade. Or I’ve totally misread my calling and I actually need to fix up and ride around old motorcycles. I’m going with the latter, since it gives me an excuse to daydream about ditching everything to fix up and ride around old motorcycles.

oldie but goodie

And…just for good measure, because I’ve never put a video in a post before…one of the best movies. Ever.