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A Message For All Humanity

Bill — Tue, 27 Dec 2011 17:22:55 +0000

Strong Person

Bill — Mon, 17 Jan 2011 16:42:37 +0000

A strong person knows how to keep their life in order. Even with tears in their eyes, they still manage to say “I’m ok” with a smile. Change is coming. God saw your sadness and said hard times are over. Live, Laugh, Love.
– received from an email

I nEed tTo go fOR a RIDE!!!

Bill — Mon, 13 Sep 2010 09:35:50 +0000

Apparently I don’t follow blogging rules as I always forget to add something.

Two months ago, July was an awful month for me. Started out with a bang and ended with a bang…

Slammed into my first Deer, thankfully I was not hurt but the Cruiser limped into a gas station… barely. As I’m getting close to my destination all of a sudden out from the dark at 3am in the morning TWO Deer decide it’s the best time to cross the road. Unfortunately the second deer didn’t see anything except the world spinning around him. The first deer was able to get past my vehicle. But thankfully I hit the second deer square middle of my car damaging a lot but pushed that poor deer forward and to the left in a flat spin…….. you’d think this day in age we could actually use our cell phones to call for help, but not out in the middle of open range country where only deer and coyotes roam. But the Cruiser did limp into a gas station as mentioned.

After that fiasco I finally got back home and a couple weeks later I went back to retrieve the car during an uneventful trip home.

Then just when you think everything’s going great (aprox a week later)

BAMM! – July 31st I decided to take the bike for a little spin in the gravel. Ouchie! – that shit hurt!

It’s not the best way to become ambidextrous!

The scoot will be finished near the end of Sept at which time my body will be ready to ride her home.

The desire to ride is high, very high, can’t hardly stand it anymore, going nuts, need to go for a ride!!!!

Almost Over-The Hill

Bill — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 22:46:54 +0000

6 more days and I’ll be 40… guh!

Where has the time gone?

That’s going on my blog…

Bill — Sat, 03 Apr 2010 03:46:22 +0000

The issue:
It’s like waking up in the middle of a blizzard at home all excited about the football game that’s about to commence between your favorite team and their rivals only to find out that they (your cable company) yanked all sports from your tv package and told you that you have to add the sports package to your billing in order to watch any games. Except you have to have a cable box to view this package and you don’t because your Digital TV was good enough with your current package that you had last night but now all of a sudden this morning, it’s not good enough for them to push you the signal for the new package you need to buy in order to watch your game.

With the unfortunate other half to this issue being a snow storm with no box, so no signal to be pushed to you… have a nice day sir.

Except for me it’s the SyFy (Sci-Fi) Channel. Not Sports. And it’s after work when the comcast store is closed and I still have no box, so no upgraded package to be had to watch my channel.

Spirit, my steel horse

Bill — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 02:10:29 +0000

As I slowly awoke this morning the frost was thick on both the roads and the cars in the parking lot, the sun was slowly coming up as I strolled down the stairs to get my fresh milk from the doorstep. I noticed it wasn’t as cold as it looked out there today, but nonetheless it was a cold start of the day. After meeting up with a few brothers and sisters of the Sentinels we all mounted up and headed South for a wonderful ride down and around Castle Rock, CO. staying off the major highways and just taking the back roads by the reigns. As we winded in and around the turns and through the straightaways we finally found ourselves in Castle Rock begging our Road Capt., for some food. After which we headed back North to the city via 85 where we split off as most of our crew headed West to another brother’s home for a pit stop. The rest of us, kept going North back to town. The scoots must of known we were heading that way cause they were rather ansi at getting back to the stables.

As I’m heading home during the final stretch, past the congestion interstates that plaque our lands, I heard a quiet whisper over the purring of the pipes… at first I wasn’t sure what I was hearing, so I looked around to see if someone was yelling at me on the road or if I heard music or whatever, but then I heard it again a few miles down the road, this time a little louder….

I … S P I R I T…

My Scoot finally spoke to me and told me her name…
I’m so proud of my steel horse.

The Sleeping Giant

Bill — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 20:27:29 +0000

Happy New Year World!
After my wonderful trip to Yuma AZ the weekend before Christmas 2009 with my Harley and the Sentinel Nation, I was plagued with not having the ability to ride, mostly because of the snow that’s been packed down on the side roads… if only we drove that truck 2 more hours I woulda had a chance to ride during my time off during the last week of 2009…….. BUT I was determined to get my scoot home for multiple reasons, one of em being, here in Longmont we don’t get as much snow as folks down in Denver which means I can still go riding when they are gripping about not being able to cause of the snow. New Years Eve came and went and on New Years Day I awoke without a hangover, thank goodness, and set out to take my bike home from another man’s cave!

With the help of my three brothers all from other mothers we accomplished getting my scoot out of another man’s cave, up a ramp to the back of a pickup truck and down to the local gas station where the parking lot was dry.

I love my scoot, and I will do whatever it takes to get it home, but I think from this point forward I will be with it all the time.

Looking for a constant distraction

Bill — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 06:13:09 +0000

Something struck me this year. I’ve developed an artists block… Building graphically enhanced web sites has for some reason become a problem for me. The canvas in front of me either remains blank or isn’t saved after tinkering. I’m not sure if it’s because I haven’t got enough time to do it anymore with all the riding I’ve been doing or if it’s because I’ve taken on other web sites to create turning my hobby into a service. I’m thinking what I really need is some good fun entertainment and a constant distraction in my life to break up things around my dailies.

It’s crazy to think how artists work

Bill — Wed, 23 Sep 2009 08:43:19 +0000

Turning white canvas into colorful stories gives me an opportunity to push back the craziness of life, especially when I’m in the groove to design.

SMC Rockies Ride

Bill — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 17:47:18 +0000

August 16th, 2009, the Sentinel Nation embarked on a journey like no other. We met up for some breakfast in the beautiful town of Morrison where we shared our thoughts and good eats. Upon finishing our meals we saddled up for an adventure that was truly awesome, it was a ride through Estes Park, then all the way up to the top of Trail Ridge Summit. Though it’s the middle of August when the heat is the highest around here, it was awfully cold on top of Trail Ridge. Seeing that we were above the Tree Line and there was snow lower than us. After saddling back up we proceeded down through the ridge and on into Grand Lake where we ate a late lunch and drank some liquids. After about an hour of resting we again saddled up and head down to Winter Park where they were having a POW / MIA Bike Rally. We didn’t stay, and in-fact we didn’t even stop, maybe we should have, but again this trip was a “riding trip”. After leaving Winter Park we continued on down the path towards I-70 where most of the pack broke off and headed back to Denver while others continued onward towards Breckenridge to visit with another SMC member who opened up his home with food and drink and fellowship.

Those of us that headed East on I-70 met up with stop-n-go traffic as soon as we got onto I-70. Then just as you think we are almost down out of the mountian, Good-Old Floyd Hill had yet another supprise for us. Traffic dead stop for 20 minutes.

During all this I had the great pleasure of having my brother-n-law join in on our ride. Thanks to Sarge for allowing us to borrow his Heritage H-D for Andy to ride. He had a blast, was smiling from ear to ear all the way around. Such fun times. I wish more of my friends would take the riders course and get a bike. It’s a whole different life. A life I’m very proud to be apart of. – Can’t wait for the next trip that happens at the end of August 2009.