A Sad Farewell This was a very different trip for us, devoid of much of the excitement that traditionally comes along with a 10-day vacation. This time we were saying goodbye to a dear old friend. While Kris and I were newlyweds we found a small black and white puppy in a cardboard box in the dead of winter. Kris ...

A Trip Twenty Years in the Making TThe last time my father and I spent any real time together was twenty years ago. I had just returned from my deployment to the former Yugoslavia. Like so many Veterans before me, the only thing I really wanted to do upon my return was take off on my bike. It just so ...

In 2009 when we first visited the Dominican Republic with MotoCaribe, we tried to get our fellow CanyonChasers to join us. Despite our pleadings none felt comfortable enough with the unknown to take the chance. Upon our return and the many stories we came home with managed changed everyone’s mind. So when we were offered a discounted group rate, within ...

Way back when, when Kris and I rode chrome laden bikes with lots of rake, fancy paint and raucous exhaust systems, we took a ride to Sturgis South Dakota for the annual Bike Rally. Don’t believe that we had our humble roots in cruiser-dom, well, ha! Look at these old photos, taken exactly 10 years prior. Skip Ahead Monday – Tuesday ...

I can honestly say that I never expected to ride motorcycles in the Caribbean, and I can honestly say that I never gave the small island nation of the Dominican Republic a second thought, I mean, doesn’t is share a border with Haiti? But motorcycling is all about getting past our out biases, right. Haiti and the Dominican Republic share ...

Our first venture into the wilds of California This trip has been in the planning for a long time. We first thought it up over two years ago in a Seattle airport after Danny, Loretta, Kris and myself drove up the coast in a rented Chevy Blazer. The decision to come back and make this trip came the same day ...

My First World Class Race Event This was going to be a different sort of trip for us. We knew before we even started. Not only were we just tagging along on somebody else’s ride, but we were tagging along with some of the old-hat MSF instructors. Including the chief instructor for Utahs MSF program, our boss Dale. Also different ...

The Trip That Started It All Our Canada adventure was our first trip on our new sport bikes (and the first iteration of the modern “CanyonChasers Motorcycle Sport Touring” as you see it today). We were unsure how these new bikes would handle such a long journey. And the week prior to our departure was spent desperately searching out the ...