The story of how I got into riding is perhaps rather ironic, the more I think about it, and I wonder how many of us can find similar connections to our steel horses. Back then, I'd recently moved to a new place where my then-girlfriend had family nearby, and I was going to need a… Continue reading Motorcycles Free Us From Obligation
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Leather Wax
On a boring day, my addictions continue, Either taking me to lands-end, Or the minor details in-between, So whilst bound by life, I take the time, To rub wax; A way of preparing, For the sacred ritual, Blessed in oil, And summoned by a spark, That waits within me, Barely contained.