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Years ago I started doing this online blogging thing on MySpace.  Honestly it’s been so long since I’ve been to that site that I couldn’t remember how to log in if I had to.  Soon I decided that venue wasn’t working for me.  That’s when I found Blogger.  For a few years that’s where I wrote and posted photos.  Once again I wasn’t happy with the venue so I found WordPress, the current home of Rides Roads and Ronman.  Here I’ve been posting for the past few years.

Over that time the content here has varied.  Granted when I started this I was all about motorcycles and the activities surrounding them. Now that part of my life is a chapter full of memories.  Throughout that time I’ve met both online and in person, many people.  The current BIG thing is FaceBook.  You meet someone and immediately you want to connect on FaceBook.  Doing so brought the number of friends to well over a thousand.  The problem with that was that I felt so disconnected.  In time I cut that number back.  Nothing personal if you aren’t still on the dwindling list.  Well for most of you anyway.  For others it was personal.

The point I’m trying to make is that I found myself to be far too cluttered.  That clutter spilled over into every aspect of my life. My house. My vehicles. My yard. My mind.  Soon I was posting to several social media sites.  Instagram, Twitter and several others.  Many of the people I knew from both real life and online posted to these sites as well.  What became obvious is that we were posting the same things to all of our sites.  Granted there were some slight variations.

In looking back over this blog I can clearly see that the more I posted to the other sites the less I posted here.  The answer was clear.  I decided to delete my accounts at the many other sites.  In doing so I hope to increase my postings once again here at Rides Roads and Ronman.  I also hope to get back my eye for photography.  I can’t remember the last time I used the old SLR to capture photographs.

Please know that I am grateful for all of you who take the time to read what I write.  I’m continually humbled by that.  Some of you have followed me from the get go. Others have joined in along the way.  The mode of transportation may have changed from what you were used to.  However the journey that I’m on is still the same.  That journey is simply one man’s life and the pathway before him.

Thank you for following along,


Sometimes it’s what you don’t feel about someone that gives you the assurance that you need to progress with the rest of your life with them.

The journey of life continually surprises me.  I’ve learned to expect the unexpected.  Sometimes we can clearly see the path which we tread onwardly on.  Other times we slowly pick our way through the darkness.  Each of us chooses the route we take.  Granted there are factors not always known to us.  How we react to those factors determines where our journeys carry us.

Sometimes in our journeys we can see the hilltops rising before us.  Other times we are so deep in the valleys of life that we can’t even see our feet below us.  Traveling upward and onward we often slip and slide down the hillsides.  Those around us may assist in the slide.  Just as easily those around us may assist in pulling us back up toward the peaks.  More often than not we are left to our own devices in climbing out of the slippery slope.

Once in a lifetime we find ourselves climbing and sliding with one special someone. Someone who is there to hold on during the slide. Someone who is willing to dig in along side of you and help both of you reach the hilltop. That climb takes persistence, patience and a partner.  Neither one can give up if the climb to the hilltop is to be successful.

Unfortunately our past experiences can bring doubt.  The failures of the those not willing to do what it takes to succeed will tarnish the one who stands beside us during these trying times.  None of us are perfect. We all make mistakes.  Do we let those mistakes destroy our partnership?  Do we look within ourselves and find the reasons we have this partner?

I say we tie ourselves off to one another and reenforce our efforts to reach the top. I say we build upon our strengths and work side by side in reaching the hilltops which allow us to view the glorious future pathways which lay beyond. Our footing takes grip on those foundations. One step in front of the other I pray the journey never ends.


Driving home tonight I was enjoying IIIrd Tyme Out singing Erase The Miles. Feeling the results of the 3,000 plus miles I’ve travelled this week had me thinking.  What if I could erase all the miles that I’ve travelled? What if I could take away all the pain? What if I could take away all the bad choices?  What would that mean?

Upon pondering all those questions I came to but one conclusion.  No matter how long and painful all those miles were, if I erased even one I wouldn’t be where I am today.  I’ve made more than my share of poor choices through the years.  But by the grace of God I’ve made a few that were good. Miraculously and in spite of myself I’ve made it this far.  That hasn’t always been easy.

This week brought some of the longest workdays that I’ve had in a while.  This week brought me many things to study on.  This week brought many deep meaningful conversations.  This week brought lots of laughter. But, this week brought it’s share of tears as well.

I can’t erase the miles. No matter how long, rugged and winding the road has been.  Those miles are there.  I’m high mileage for sure. Hopefully I have a few more miles left in me.  I see something and someone on the horizon.  It’s time to focus on what or who lies before me and not look too oft at what and who are left behind.  The events and participants etched within the confines of my granite fort will remain.  That includes the pain. Sure it will remind me of where I’ve come from. But in some way it has led me to the path which lies before.

One foot in front of the other. One step at a time.


The past twenty-four hours or so has found me surrounded by beauty.  The beauty of some wonderful landscapes. The beauty of good weather. The beauty of good people. Not the least of which was the beauty of love.  In fact I believe I’ve witnessed more love than anytime in the recent past.

I was fortunate enough to participate in the wedding of two of the finest folks I know.  The setting was outside a home built in 1800 down in South Caroline. As you can imagine the architecture was amazing.  The surround fields and woods more than did their part as well.  Friends and family surrounded the couple to share their love as well.  Seeing how these families interacted with one another was refreshing.  In fact this couple’s love has endured the test of time and distance alike.  I can’t help but believe it will continue for a very long time to come.

I also had the great fortune to meet someone with an amazing smile.  A smile so brilliant that it sparkled much like a diamond would in the noontime sun.  A smile that immediately etched a permanent place deep within the hollowed out stone that once held my heart.  Have you ever met someone and immediately knew they would always have a place in your life?  This was one such person.

The inspiration I’ve gleaned from this weekend is so refreshing and appreciated.  In fact I jumped off the interstate down and Georgia and took back roads up to my home in Tennessee.  In doing so I was able so marinate my thoughts and soak in further beauty while admiring my beloved landscape of Tennessee.  My ole pickup truck may not be the same as riding a scooter on these scenic byways.  But I assure you that it filled my soul with much-needed rest and relaxation.

Take the time to look around and enjoy the journey,


The 4th of July always weighs heavy on my heart.  I have so many memories of family reunions and traveling down to West Tennessee. The 4th was my old man’s birthday.  How fitting is it that I traveled over to West Tennessee for a U.K.C. bench show today?  It was nice for Chigger to have his first Champion class win on Daddy’s birthday.  I can’t help but to believe he’s looking down smiling at me and my beloved Bluetick hounds.  He would have been 92 today.


For those of you who have followed this blog for a time now, you know I haven’t been posting very much the past two or three years.  Many things have contributed to this. I won’t bother you with the details of such.  Suffice it to say that the least of which certainly wasn’t a loss of inspiration.  Alas, I haven’t given up on Rides Roads and Ronman.  Thank you for not giving up as well.

Throughout this period I have been searching for what was missing.  The main inspiration for many years was motorcycles and the trips and sights along the way. That period in my life is over. However, I have finally realized what the next period should be going forward.  Hold your horses. I’m not ready to reveal anything yet.  It’s all still in the works.  Suffice it to say that I do feel I’ve found the piece to the puzzle that I’ve been missing for this portion of my life.

Stay tuned and hopefully before too much longer I’ll be able to share more news with you.




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