I’m sharing my real #1 online dating tip for young male motorcyclists with you, because I promise you that if you follow it, you’ll not only have success with women, but also success with life. I’m not here to sell you anything, I’m just trying to help.
Read More »When Two People Drift Apart
This one's not motorcycle related. Strictly personal / anecdotal.
Read More »Does Anyone Else Cry Over Their Favorite Bike?
Does your favorite motorcycle mean the world to you, or is it just me? You could be normal, I could be weird, it’s possible. Maybe it’s just me, but the way I see it, any prospective lover should hope that ...
Read More »The Closure Conversation
So, I finally had the “closure conversation” with my ex, that I probably should have had, literally, years ago, and… I knew it had been way too long, so I picked up the phone, and thankfully, she picked up. This is how it all went.
Read More »Buying a Kawasaki Ninja 300 – MotoVlog 1
If you’re curious what life’s like when I’m not writing for YouMotorcycle, this is it. Welcome to my motovlog. For some, motorcycling is a method of transportation. It’s a way to get from Point A to Point B. For others, ...
Read More »Riding With Friends Means Having Each Other’s Backs
Motorcycle riding with friends means having each other's backs... even if it's been a few years.
Read More »It Doesn’t Get Normal, It Only Gets Less Weird
When you lose a parent, people promise you the world. They promise you they’ll make plans and support you in time of need, but mostly it’s a lot of talk. Amidst all that noise, there was something else I heard. ...
Read More »Nine Years on Two Wheels – The Me I Am Today
A giving thanks story of “the Me I Was” before riding, “the Me I Am Now”, and how I got here. Intro 9 Years Ago this week my motorcycling life began. I was freshly 19 and taught myself how to ride. The dealership ...
Read More »My First Harley-Davidson
I was somewhere around ten years old. My father had taken me to the auto show in Toronto. It was the late 90s. Neon was out. The Y2K fears were in. At the Metro Toronto Convention Center there was a ...
Read More »It’s Been Four Years
Here it goes… Four years ago today a phone rang. I missed the call. The voicemail, my aunt’s voice. “Adrian, come home right away. Your dad isn’t doing well.” It was a lie. He was already dead. But that’s what ...
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