Risk management on a trip like mine still seems to me to be a largely futile endeavour. The anticipated dangers hardly ever materialise, and obviously there’s no way to prepare for the others. In any case, I learned many years ago that the odds in our favour are vastly higher than we imagine.
The Fear Factor
“Aren’t you scared?” That’s the first question I hear when I tell someone about my motorcycle journeys around the world. This is what I tell them.
Rides: See the “real” America on an off-road dual-sport cross-country ride
This journey across America is not a single-track tight woods ride, but a route using dirt roads, gravel roads, jeep roads, forest roads and farm roads.
In a Grass Hut Overlooking the Caribbean: A Yucatan Dream
Outside the door of my grass hut the Caribbean Sea shimmered beyond two hammocks in the shade where the local iguana hung out begging for fruit.
Autumn Memories of an Italian Afternoon
The following story is excerpted from my Italian Lessons dispatches, and published (in Italian) in the Moto Guzzi Mandello newsletter where I have a section called Carla King’s Corner:
Marcello Moltini raced ahead of me on his Guzzi Centauro but I rode slowly to enjoy the sunlight bouncing between the blue water of Lake Como and the rocky mountains, to our destination, a lakeside restaurant.
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