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About the Riders

Peter (11/1/1950)

My mom inspired two major aspects of this trip.  In  the first place, though I wanted to have a motorcycle probably since the day I could walk, Mom wouldn’t hear of it. Perversity alone made me persist in the face of her steadfast refusal coupled with my father’s dutiful support. As soon as I was off to college, I made the break and perfected my rebellion by buying a basket-case Honda 150 Dream and have never been without a motorcycle since.

Secondly, mom was alway urging me–not quite nagging mind you, but close–to go to Alaska.  I think this was really her shorthand for wanting me to get off my butt and do something fun, but “go to Alaska” is what stuck.

Sebastian (10/11/84)

I’ve been wanting to ride a motorcycle ever since Kindergarten, where my dad would bring me to school on the back of his 500, and everyone would turn to see. When he would come into the classroom with his big black helmet on… all the kids thought he looked like Darth Vader. I started riding when I was 18, Using that same 500 as my training bike. I later moved on to the 750, but it wasn’t the same as owning one.

In 2006 I had the opportunity to go to Seattle for a blacksmithing convention and I decided that I was definitely going to need something to ride when I got there. I started searching craigslist and sure enough I found a 81 CB900F. It looked like it was still in pieces but the guy said he had em all, and he wanted an offer. So I Called him up, we talked for a little while, turned out he was a Smith too! I told him I wanted the bike and he said that was fine, we agreed on the price. “But here’s the thing” I said “I am in Boston” *few seconds pause “uhhh, ok?” Understandably he was confused. I explained to him my intentions for coming out there and We worked it so that my Aunt Debby would oversee the transaction and make sure the bike ran and all that jazz, I sent her the money and he stored it for me until I got there. I Got the bike and rode it all summer. along the way I had every possible electrical problem occur and spent a lot of time fixing it. My intentions for riding it home from Seattle were very quickly becoming unrealistic and when it came time for me to come home, I decided to ship the bike to Boston. I’ve been tinkering with it ever since and now i hope its finally ready to do the big one.

This trip for me is a chance to be part of a major achievement and a long term goal for my father. All of my life has been spent in the other direction, where he always helps me and it feels good that I’ll be there to finish this quest with him. I have great expectations for this trip and hope to meet many of the people we know from our internet group, and games. This is truly a once in a lifetime experience and I’m just thankful for the opportunity. as I write this I can hear the familiar sounds of bike of PointDiver, which means that its time to leave on our excursion, first stop… Saratoga springs.

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7 Comments leave one →
  1. Betsy permalink
    March 29, 2010 9:46 pm

    Yeah! I’ve signed up and now sky & I are trying to figure out if we would see anyone else’s comments besides out own…. This…is…a…test! ; )

    • Willis permalink
      March 30, 2010 8:51 pm

      Hello. Marty and I are watching as events unfold for our daring duo. Waiting. As they mount their “trusted” steel steeds. Nervous, anticipating their plunge headlong into what will surely be… a wonderful adventure. Wish I had the grunions to go with them.

  2. Debby permalink
    April 1, 2010 3:20 pm

    I’ll be looking out for you from Seattle, perhaps developing grunions (whatever those are) to join you a little…still think you ought to consider an Alaska to Seattle or vice versa ferry ride one way so your grunions don’t overdevelop!

  3. Tom permalink
    May 10, 2010 1:11 pm

    Hey Peter. Hey Seb! I’ll be watching from Kandahar Afghanistan. Guess I’ll spend my summer bike rides living through you two. Can’t wait to see what adventure brings you and how you will deal with a Honda that is over 25 years old. I’m guessing you have replaced the clutch cables, brake fluids and maybe even a seat mod for those long miles. I just wonder who will quit first…. Dad, faithfull son or the mighty ‘F’ SuperSport. Good Luck and happy riding!
    From a Canuck fan stuck in the desert.

  4. Claudia Chapman permalink
    May 12, 2010 2:41 pm

    And please, remember, if we learned anything from “Easy Rider”, or, for that matter, if we remember anything from “Easy Rider” it’s that we should never flip the bird at anyone whose vehicle has more wheels than our own.

  5. Gale permalink
    May 17, 2010 12:57 pm

    What an adventure. It looks terrific. We’ll be monitoring your progress back at the MLRI ranch–and will miss you while you’re gone. Ride safe and have fun.

  6. Claudia Chapman permalink
    May 30, 2010 7:28 am

    I’m enjoying the chronicles of your adventure.
    I’m sure you will take a moment to note the passing of Dennis Hopper. I don’t know if he rode in real life, or just in the movies.

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