It does not matter how slow you go so long that you do not stop
- Confucius
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
MOPEDIA!
Mopedia has kicked it into high gear. We've got some fancy-shmancy pages made for people to check out.
Mopedia.tv
mopediafilm.com
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Mopedia.tv
mopediafilm.com
Click the F/T tabs to follow us on Facebook/Twitter, and let your friends know!
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Updates!
Oh my!
Well.. to keep it short, I will just post images of everything that happened after LA.
Unfortunately, I can't locate the photo of me at the border, but you can just picture a moped with a barely-visible Mexican flag flying in the distance. (I'll locate it later)
After I hung out in Temecula/San Diego with my family for a while, it was CEREMONY time! Awww yea
Ceremony pt1
Ceremony pt2
aka.. the craziest thing I've ever seen involving mopeds, and it happened right at the tail end of my trip. Couldn't have planned it any better.
After that, I had to make one of the most painful decisions of my life. I waved goodbye to my family and California, and hopped on a plane back to Baltimore. But little did I know, I'd meet some crazy kids shortly after arriving.
This happened.
Ridiculousness in Gettysburg.
More will come in the near future, involving cross-country goodness. Aww yea.
Well.. to keep it short, I will just post images of everything that happened after LA.
Unfortunately, I can't locate the photo of me at the border, but you can just picture a moped with a barely-visible Mexican flag flying in the distance. (I'll locate it later)
After I hung out in Temecula/San Diego with my family for a while, it was CEREMONY time! Awww yea
Ceremony pt1
Ceremony pt2
aka.. the craziest thing I've ever seen involving mopeds, and it happened right at the tail end of my trip. Couldn't have planned it any better.
After that, I had to make one of the most painful decisions of my life. I waved goodbye to my family and California, and hopped on a plane back to Baltimore. But little did I know, I'd meet some crazy kids shortly after arriving.
This happened.
Ridiculousness in Gettysburg.
More will come in the near future, involving cross-country goodness. Aww yea.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Santa Cruzing
A short update before bed.. well, more like a history lesson, as I'm weeks behind on updating this blog.
The drive down Route 9 was just like any other hilly, windy road.. except you overlooked San Jose. It was pretty at night (when I left). Next stop: Santa Cruz.
The beaches were kinda boring (i.e. no crazy cliffs/rocks) near downtown SC, but it was still a beautiful day to be out. I met up with the seemingly lone moped rider in the area by the name of Kyle. Kyle was riding a blue stock Motobecane Mobylette 50v (I think it was a 50), which later contributed to my growing love for Mobys. We talked about some random things, then decided on a little ride around the area before he had to head off. I rolled my bike up, and he was pretty shocked when he realized I wasn't lying about "Hauling all my shit everywhere I go". Little did he know, Ogre had just been brought back to life and was faster than ever!
Our ride took us through some coastal roads, spanning Twin Lakes, Opal Cliffs, Capitola and I think a bit of Rio Del Mar. It was sunny, blasty at times and basically a rad way to spend the day. We parted ways afterwards, and I headed south towards the Monterey Peninsula.
I'll cliffnote the next part (except the first rant), since I'm lazy and tired.
CSU:MB/Marina/Fort Ord: What. The. Fuck? I have been in some pretty shady areas of cities, with run down buildings galore, but I've never really felt like I was in a post-apocalyptic situation until I entered this area. Marina didn't set a good tone, with the craptastic housing and shitty roads. Ford Ord (well, where it WAS) and the University though? Total devistation. The roads were falling apart. There were no street signs. The grass was either burned out or completely dead. Trash was EVERYWHERE. There were countless buildings with dilapidated walls/ceilings and broken windows. It seriously looked like a bomb went off and killed every human in the area, then sat for 50 years. I really thought I was in the Twilight Zone... until I saw the University. The grass was back, the buildings weren't falling down or missing windows and the roads were solid. Talk about out of place! It's as if the campus had been air-dropped into the middle of a war zone. Fucked up. Anyway..
Monterey downtown: The Wharf had too many people, but zipping through the tunnel was awesome
Lover's Point Park: SQUIRREL
Ashley: So adventurous and brave, yet stuck in school. Quite the combo. You're young, you'll find your way
Pebble Beach/17mi Drive: $10 to get in, and no motorcycles? Pretentious fucks.
Carmel-by-the-Sea: Beautiful. Amazing little houses, surprisingly non-pretentious people, despite working in the movie industry and having a TON more money than I will ever have.
I'd like to say thank you to the landscapers that were in charge of the foliage on the hill side, just south of Carmel. The way you positioned the trees at both the top of the hill, along the roadside, and at the bottom, provided me a perfect sleeping area. The trees had protected me from view of both the residents on the street, and those passing by on Highway 1. The straw also provided a fantastic mattress. Thanks again!
The drive down Route 9 was just like any other hilly, windy road.. except you overlooked San Jose. It was pretty at night (when I left). Next stop: Santa Cruz.
The beaches were kinda boring (i.e. no crazy cliffs/rocks) near downtown SC, but it was still a beautiful day to be out. I met up with the seemingly lone moped rider in the area by the name of Kyle. Kyle was riding a blue stock Motobecane Mobylette 50v (I think it was a 50), which later contributed to my growing love for Mobys. We talked about some random things, then decided on a little ride around the area before he had to head off. I rolled my bike up, and he was pretty shocked when he realized I wasn't lying about "Hauling all my shit everywhere I go". Little did he know, Ogre had just been brought back to life and was faster than ever!
Our ride took us through some coastal roads, spanning Twin Lakes, Opal Cliffs, Capitola and I think a bit of Rio Del Mar. It was sunny, blasty at times and basically a rad way to spend the day. We parted ways afterwards, and I headed south towards the Monterey Peninsula.
I'll cliffnote the next part (except the first rant), since I'm lazy and tired.
CSU:MB/Marina/Fort Ord: What. The. Fuck? I have been in some pretty shady areas of cities, with run down buildings galore, but I've never really felt like I was in a post-apocalyptic situation until I entered this area. Marina didn't set a good tone, with the craptastic housing and shitty roads. Ford Ord (well, where it WAS) and the University though? Total devistation. The roads were falling apart. There were no street signs. The grass was either burned out or completely dead. Trash was EVERYWHERE. There were countless buildings with dilapidated walls/ceilings and broken windows. It seriously looked like a bomb went off and killed every human in the area, then sat for 50 years. I really thought I was in the Twilight Zone... until I saw the University. The grass was back, the buildings weren't falling down or missing windows and the roads were solid. Talk about out of place! It's as if the campus had been air-dropped into the middle of a war zone. Fucked up. Anyway..
Monterey downtown: The Wharf had too many people, but zipping through the tunnel was awesome
Lover's Point Park: SQUIRREL
Ashley: So adventurous and brave, yet stuck in school. Quite the combo. You're young, you'll find your way
Pebble Beach/17mi Drive: $10 to get in, and no motorcycles? Pretentious fucks.
Carmel-by-the-Sea: Beautiful. Amazing little houses, surprisingly non-pretentious people, despite working in the movie industry and having a TON more money than I will ever have.
I'd like to say thank you to the landscapers that were in charge of the foliage on the hill side, just south of Carmel. The way you positioned the trees at both the top of the hill, along the roadside, and at the bottom, provided me a perfect sleeping area. The trees had protected me from view of both the residents on the street, and those passing by on Highway 1. The straw also provided a fantastic mattress. Thanks again!
Friday, September 10, 2010
I < 3 Bullies
Here's a shameless image-robbery, but also a preview at upcoming adventures. Stay tuned for details.
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