A Worthy Steed.
I am not a sentimental person. I often get asked what the name of my car or motorcycle is, and they are shocked to hear I don’t have one. I have owned many cars, most notably my Land Rover that got me through two-thirds of the Pan-American. I certainly have fond memories of that workhorse. But in the end, it’s just a thing, a tool used to escort me through my adventures. It makes the breakup easier. I’ve heard many…
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