We used to do these all the time, but now that I’m older and most of my friends have settled down, it’s been years since I’ve had the chance to participate in one of these parades. It really is amazing to be able to share a newlywed couple’s happiness with the whole city.
Another attempt at a gallery layout from my ride to the beach with Lin in October.
That was a great day, but the silencer tearing its bolt out of the socket and falling out of my muffler on the way home created some problems.
Lin is really getting good at the pillion photographer gig.
We took a trip up to a place nestled in the mountains of Yamanashi Prefecture called Doshi no Mori. We adult bikers had the usual great times talking and drinking and BBQing, while the kids explored in the woods and collected tadpoles and such.
My girls made friends with some other kids at the campground, and everybody wanted to take cool pictures on the bikes.
The camp lanterns made for some amazing lighting for some spectacular shots.
Riding into the night on Noji-kun’s Z2.
The next morning, the kids still wanted to take more pictures.
(By the way, if anyone reading this knows Himari-chan or Ebe-chan [Elizabeth], I’d like to get in touch with their parents, so please drop me an email.)
Bikes and frisbee fun under the late spring greenery are a good way to start the morning.
But then it was time to hit the road. Road cameraman Lin got more great shots from the back of my bike, including this self portrait.
Woochee driving the support van (with me reflected in the door).
It’s rainy season, but we managed to get nice weather both days, and it felt great to be on the road.
I’m really enjoying sharing these experiences with Lin, and she seems to be having a wonderful time too.
Stinger and I woke up a little early a few weeks back to take a quick ride up to Yabitsu Pass in the hills of Kanagawa Prefecture (the closest ride we could find that had anything that felt like real mountain roads).
Even a few hours of riding under these skies really helped clear the mind.
Stinger’s back, Mt. Fuji, and yours truly with the camera, all reflected in the obsidian mirror of my gas tank
I just got back from another great run around the Izu peninsula, including camping, revelry with good friends, and some of the most spectacular roads in the country. The weather was so beautiful that I found my eyes drawn to the clear blue skies reflected in my tank as I was riding, and it inspired me to explore a new theme with the photos for this trip. (I also got a bunch of great standard touring shots, although many of those also feature reflections.)
Early morning at the campsite, Shu-chan and YOS’s shovelheads can be seen yearning to head out under those blue skies.
YOS’ bike and mine against the old school glory of Shu-chan’s FXS tank
Verdant mountains and azure sky in the more traditional mirror of Stinger’s z1000
(In this one, you can see why I don’t have any reflection photos using the tank of YOS’s FL.)
Stinger’s z1000 and some weird amateur photographer in my Softail’s tank
On the Izu Skyline, Mt. Fuji and my bike seen in Stinger’s z1000 tank
(It’s nice to have a non-Harley logo included in this set.)
Self portrait with Fuji over my shoulder
It’s hidden behind the camera, but there’s a smile of pure happiness on my face—and it hasn’t left it since.