I remember our front wheel hitting the back right corner of the trailer ahead of us. The impact snapped the handlebars hard to the left (which was likely when my five rib fractured, bruised the underlying lung and started the collapse of my left lung).
…there are so many gorgeous natural landscapes to see while passing through and hey, you might even spot a “famous” housewife or two while in the area.
Visitors make small stone piles to symbolize the power of a vortex.
Whatever Honda has up its sleeve, it’s holding it close to its chest for now.
I was a little nervous to ride on it, since the front wheel would be in the center of the planks while the two back wheels would be on the runners, plus the trailer would be staggered on runners and the planks.
…the biggest Wing Ding coverage that we’ve had in recent years, coming in at 34 pages, and still, it’s not enough. Frankly, we could fill this entire magazine with pictures from Madison and still run out of space…
As old and forgotten as Virginia City might sound to you, it still happens to be quite the tourist attraction.
We set off withe the Gold Wing carrying and towing about 600 pounds of people and “stuff” as George Carlin put it.
What else would you like people to know about trikes?
Gather up some pals, hop on some bikes and soak up the city’s many flavors.
Stu and I grabbed a bag of tools and headed out west to the best motorcycle-recycling center in Phoenix.
Now this is where you want to be if getting away from city life is what drives you.