I have been riding motorcycles for roughly 30 years but the street bike phenomenon is a relatively new endeavor for me (about 10 years). In that time I have done quite few little trips here and there. Time for many of us is a precious commodity and trying to squeeze in a ride every now and again can be difficult. That is definitely true for me. When I do get to ride it is usually a spiritual experience. Not in the biblical sense mind you but it is definitely a good soul cleanser. Anyway ,not many of my rides are full on RR worthy so I thought that I would bundle a few small multi-day trips into this thread. My two main mounts... My trusty 2003 KLX300r. It is the epitome of dead nuts reliable. This thing has survived over 42k miles so far and will be entered in this years FTR Hair Scramble series in the vet C class. ...and my 2009 Sportster xl1200c. I love this thing. It reminds me of the raw riding experience that was provided by my first bike,an 86' xr80. It takes me all over the place and serves as my daily ride. I can't help but smile every time I swing a leg over it. I have put nearly 25k miles on it in the last two years and considering I have 4 bikes I tend to ride the Sportster the most. Fun,reliable and great mpg? Check,check and check. My dad is the person that got me into this whole bike sickness so I want to start by giving him a big thank you for that influence. He is a a big inspiration to me and I am envious, amazed by and proud of the adventures that he has had in his life. A couple of years ago he decided to ride his Sportster from his home in Homer AK to my home in Hollywood FL. One morning I got a call from him that went something like this "The weather is finally nice here. I am loading up the bike and heading your way. I love you buddy. See you in a month or so.". A little over a month later my 70 year old dad and I were sitting around a camp fire talking about his solo trip from Alaska to the southeastern most tip of the lower 48. His "fuck it, let's do it! " spirit is something that I am glad to have inherited. One day I hope to look back on my own life and recount a tale of my own adventures. Hopefully they will include a metric shit-ton of motorcycle trips. Here are a few pics from my ride up to TN to meet my dad for the last bit of his AK to FL trip. With only 1100mi on the odometer I warm up my new bike for the first day's ride. Destination GA. After nearly 3 hours of monsoon like rain I pull off in southern GA for a snack break and to wring out my socks. My dad rolling in to the camp site in Raccoon MTN, TN. I hadn't seen him in over a year so this site was just awesome to me. Our campsite for the evening.