After twenty years of pushing a keyboard while traveling in airplanes, trains, sailboats (6,000+ miles), buses, cars and motorcycles – a thousand nights in hotels, motels, boats, tents, couches the back of cars and trucks. Close to one million miles traveled in forty five plus countries, almost all the continents and nearly every US state. It’s been great but I needed a new motivator. I’m done traveling.
Five years ago, after a lifetime of riding my road bicycle every weekend, I got lazy and bought a motorcycle against all my friends advice. That said, I have taken this sport very seriously and have had over 30 days of track training from some of the best super-bike instructors in the world. I am still pretty slow, considering, but the track has turned out to be a great friend. A friend who only cares about absolute reality. Either you make the turn at 65mph or you crash…no politics, no opinions, simply the laws of nature. I like that. Everyone is equal.
It doesn’t matter how bold and confident I feel. When I ride a sport-bike on the a track like Laguna Seca, the only thing that counts is my ability to concentrate both physically and mentally. It’s pretty much impossible to think about anything else when you are riding at 108MPH at 12,000RPM. And I am still one of the slowest guys on the track with a lot more to learn. I always feel refreshed after a track day and somehow my keyboard looks a little more attractive when I return to the office.