Built Not Bought

Extending satisfaction with self-built hunting preparations

- Timothy Fowler

Hunting from a motorcycle smells different. Immediately. You smell what you’re driving through––fresh cut hay on a mid-summer road, composting leaves, and over-ripe berries in the fall, lavender, skunk, or the smell of a black spruce forest in the morning. If you ride, you know there is nothing like it. You feel the road’s surface when you’re on a motorcycle. If you don’t ride, trust me, there is nothing like it. The ease of acceleration, the elation of wind in your face and warm sun at your back, and the ability to maneuver with ease. Once you are comfortable on a motorcycle, it gets in your blood. Even when you put two wheels away for months or even years, it sneaks up on you and you find yourself in your truck, driving down a winding road, and before you know it, you’re dreaming of riding on two wheels.