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I’ll be honest. I get worn down. For the vast majority of my adult life, I have worked in areas of war, disaster, crisis, or someone’s worst day of their life. You have to have some outlets. Motorcycles are one of many for me.<br />Ride is life… riding is effort, struggle, community, and freedom. There’s something about the hum of the engine beneath you, the wind rushing past, and the open road stretching out into the horizon that just clears the mind. When life gets overwhelming (which is always for me) I throw my leg over the bike, start her up, and for a while, it’s just me and the road. The stress, the worries, the noise—all of it fades into the background as the miles roll by.<br /><br />Out here, it’s simple. It’s pure. The weight lifts off my shoulders with every twist of the throttle. Riding isn’t just a hobby; it’s therapy. It’s that deep breath you take after being underwater too long. The freedom and focus of the ride strip away everything else, leaving just the here and now. Watching my son transform from a novice into a long-haired menace that shreds it has been so fulfilling. Now, watching a little ballerina hop on the back of a 50 cc might be the rad moment of my life.<br /><br />So, when life feels too heavy, I ride. Because sometimes, the best way to find yourself is to get a little lost on the road. Lightbox link for post with description I’ll be honest. I get worn down. For the vast...

I ride because sometimes, the best way to find yourself is to get a little lost on the road.

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Quitting is one of the worst things you can do. WHY? Every time you quit it becomes more of a habit.

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There’s no way that you can grasp the amount of damage left in the week of this hurricane. And there’s no way that you can comprehend the complete failure by our government to respond. There are Americans that have been left up in the mountains in the hills with no support. I guess it’s always been that way. The people outside of the cities don’t matter. The poor don’t matter. The blue-collar workers don’t matter. We are just one month away from an election and you see how much they really care. I got to see firsthand how the ones answering the call are everyday regular Americans. I got to watch volunteers from @saveourallies do the impossible. They’re sleeping in cars. They’re delivering baby formula, food, and diapers. They checked on nearly 100 year-old men that have been surviving for a week on their own. Don’t believe what you’ve seen on the news. Don’t believe what you’ve been told by “the officials”. The damage and loss of life is indescribable. This hurricane has left a path of devastation that we haven’t seen since Katrina, with soaring water levels and powerful winds wreaking havoc across the region. As rescue efforts continue led by volunteers and non-profits, the sheer scale of the destruction is becoming clearer, with many rural residents displaced and facing an uncertain recovery. Thank you! Thank you to the volunteers at AirDrop. Thank you to the volunteers from Samaritans Purse. Thank you to the volunteers at the resupply centers. Thank you to every single one of those men wielding chainsaws going up and down mountains trying to get trapped families out. Thank you to all the volunteers bringing in their helicopters and being the best pilots they can possibly be. Thank you to every person in the kitchens cooking meals for someone else. Thank you to every church that opened their doors to show what Christians really can do. I could go on for hours. So I’ll just leave you with this: Thank you for acting like Americans and good neighbors. When you’ve lost hope, always look to the helpers. Lightbox link for post with description There’s no way that you can grasp the amount of...

There’s no way that you can grasp the amount of damage left in the week of this hurricane.

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From Zeb an SOA partner in the ground. This is wild.

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