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Wyld Bill — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 08:58:02 +0000

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Spirit, my steel horse

Wyld 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

Wyld 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

Wyld 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

Wyld 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

Wyld 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.

Conquering Fear

Wyld Bill — Tue, 24 Feb 2009 17:26:16 +0000

Fear is an emotional response to threats and danger. It is a basic survival mechanism occurring in response to a specific stimulus, such as pain or the threat of pain. Fear should be distinguished from the related emotional state of anxiety, which typically occurs without any external threat. Additionally, fear is related to the specific behaviors of escape and avoidance, whereas anxiety is the result of threats which are perceived to be uncontrollable or unavoidable.
– Wiki

After many many years of riding the interstates all dressed up with airbags and side panels, it was time to be the airbags for the Dyna for the first time. I’ve always taken to the streets and highways but never the Interstate due to knowing how people drive out there. If it wasn’t for those little white dotted lines it’d be a demolishion derby. But last Sunday I took it upon myself to ride all the way through Denver on the multi-lanes of I-25 on the motorcycle and it was a smooth sailing ride to say the least. Those that don’t ride, don’t really understand, as I was one of them. But after getting on and finding your spot and fighting for it… to a degree… I honostly now believe what all riders say… the Interstate is better to ride on than other streets… Now I just need a stereo installed, some bags and I’ll be good-to-go for a nice long road trip.

Themes & Styles

Wyld Bill — Sat, 17 Jan 2009 09:11:31 +0000

I find it rather interesting in how I actually teach myself the matrix of how web site engines run. For instance, phpBB was one of my latest adventures, still is, but WordPress 2.7 has sparked my graphical mind set towards other projects that need a bit more twisting. I use my own personal web space to test out how these engines work while checking out all the different themes and styles other designers have created using the same engine, then if I find a theme or style that fits the project I’m working on, I’ll use it’s skeleton for my framework and then lay over my art work that best fits the client’s desires thus creating a new theme or style. However the web site’s frame maybe twisted to fit the ideas I have throughout the design process.

Rest In Peace Jim

Wyld Bill — Sat, 10 Jan 2009 08:02:07 +0000

I’m planning on saddling up for a ride before and after the funeral in the memory of Jim Hirt on Saturday morning. It’s currently about 1:00 am Saturday so I guess I’d best get some rest. If you care to join in, come ride. Jim wasn’t only just a co-worker, but a guy that I respected on many levels. The stories he’d tell about his family and riding always made me smile. He helped me bring my new scoot home last year and I got the impression that he’s always been there to help everyone. Thanks God, for placing people like Jim in our midsts to help us down the paths of life.

TGIF

Wyld Bill — Fri, 09 Jan 2009 09:09:22 +0000

The weeks have been passing by so fast I was lucky to catch a Friday, if but only for a moment. So I thought I’d thank God for it.