Category Archives: Motorcyclist Essays

Riding Spirit; Spirit Riding

So, I’ll let you all in on a secret that isn’t really a secret at all because (A.) You all know this and (B.) I’ve written about this before. But, riding a motorcycle is a highly spiritual, even a (dare I say … Continue reading

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Biker Babe Summer Trip, Part II

So, in one of my last few posts, I outlined Rebecca’s and my two-day, 1700-mile ride out to Carson City Nevada (last July 2012) for the sixth AMA Women and Motorcycling conference. Part two of the tale, which will take … Continue reading

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The Hag Speaks; My First Ladies of Harley Article

Thought you all might enjoy reading my first LOH article to my Harley Owners Group chapter for our newsletter, The HOG Log. So, here ya go: Hi, my HOGgy peeps! First of all, thank you so much for voting me … Continue reading

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Biker Babe Summer Trip, Part I

Trip specifications: Biker Babe Summer Trip to the AMA Women’s Motorcycling Conference Who: Rebecca P. and Liz C. When: Tuesday July 24 – Tuesday July 31 Where: From Sedona and Flagstaff, AZ to Carson City, NV and back Total miles: 1,700 … Continue reading

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A Stop at Sedona’s Arts and Crafts Village,Tlaquepaque

Have you ever been to Tlaquepaque (pronounced Tla-keh-pah-keh) Village in Sedona? Well, if not, you’ve just got to visit. Tlaquepaque is an arts and crafts village at the junction of Highways 89A and  179 in the heart of Sedona, AZ. Designed to look … Continue reading

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Tattered Past: Abandoned WW II Memorial

So, yesterday, my hubby and I drove to Rivers, AZ, a small town south of Phoenix. We drove versus rode because my hubby does not own a bike, he won’t ride behind me (can you blame him?), and I won’t … Continue reading

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Desert Towns and Colors: A Study in Subtleties

The desert is largely a flat, dry plain of ever-repeating scrubby vistas, punctuated by the occasional slightly weary, litter-strewn, dust-coated town. Remote desert towns often look to me as if they are holding their breath, waiting for something to happen, … Continue reading

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