This is how my journey began. My name is Ted. I live in Alameda California. This great ride has been truly more than 24 years in the planning. It may have started before that but when I met my wife I told her... I am going to ride my own bike in Europe. She loved that I could say this and knew I meant if from the first time we met. I am the original owner of this rare BMW 1983 R100CS (in 1985) which i bought while it was still in the crate after I had moved to San Francisco after getting out of the US Navy in confined position by top secret classification duty, the plethora of authority figures whom i rebelled in secret and then later under the financial truth of living as student, an artist and wide eyed youth living in the open San Francisco of the 1980s. It began when i would read those biker mags during those long days at sea & watch then later working the grave yards shifts in the city hotels which then enabled me to buy the bike while attending San Francisco city community college working toward my career goals. Buying this bike was a real stretch for me but then again... having something you want and love everyday like this bike, there is greater meaning. That meaning comes from those suffer to earn it know more about. I am a true airhead. I have been one of those who rode with the founders, spent camping cold nights in Death Valley and ridden to tech days that spread across the country. "Simple by Choice" I have ridden this bike all over the US and into Canada to places to see friends and family, to meet new folks and take photos which in context give meaning to our photograph of our history that come to mind. It remains nearly original except for those parts I replaced when I went down and totaled it on the Bay Bridge over 15 years ago. I could never let her stay that way and straightened her out as best I could and with the little funds i could place into her. Still, she is undoubtedly one of the finest motorcycles made in any era. More personally, the bike and I are connected in ways that is hard to separate. If there was ever a way to infuse one's soul into a bike, I think I have done it.