April 7th marked two milestones in my riding life. First, it was the 15th consecutive month of riding. Not too shabby a feat here in the northeast. But most importantly, it signaled the one year anniversary of Bea. And in that year, I clocked 6,332 miles. I know, I know, it’s not at all about the miles clocked and it’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey. And for the most part I agree. But the miles are important because it means there were plenty of destinations. And plenty of destinations means a year of wonderful journeys and memories.
Do I hope to clock more miles than 6,332 in my second year? Absolutely. But I’m not counting. More miles means more memories. And more memories means more hours spent on the road with Melisa, Todd and Kim, and my entire riding family. My goal this year? Teach my dog to be the best passenger possible.
Bea then…

And Bea now… Oh how far she’s come.

Ride hard, ride safe, and enjoy every mile.