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Free Range: Arizona ambassador

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I’m sitting at the train depot of a ghost town, waiting for the next departure of the narrow-gauge tourist cars. It’s all but deserted, sans a few of us curiosity-seeking folk who are interested in the crusty old relics that remain as evidence of a town long ago abandoned as a gold mine. Or so it appears on the surface. ...

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Free Range: Road trip

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My first street bike came to me in the most unconventional of ways. A gal I knew had been gifted the bike from her boyfriend, who just happened to be my father-in-law. He’d lovingly built the bike from the ground up and filled her head with stories of how much fun it would be when the two of them could ...

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Free Range: Supernova

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Back in 2009 I got a call from a guy who was putting together a cross country, coast-to-coast run and wanted some help with organizing it all. He’d heard about me from a mutual business acquaintance so he conducted a phone interview to see if I’d be interested in helping out. He warned that he had no experience in promotions ...

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Free Range: Alternative lifestyle

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I’d been wandering the streets of a town in Wyoming, shooting riders as they cruised along in the noonday sun, when I decided to duck into a cowboy bar and soak up some shade. At a table near the door was a smartly dressed lady. The attractive man across the table smiled, tipped his hat at me and I felt ...

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Free Range: Thunder Press proud

I’d stopped to get some landscape photos and peeled off my jacket, the mountain sun was boiling me in my leather. I’d lit out before sunrise since there was a whole lot of desert between me and the Tetons and the morning ride had been picture perfect. The further east I got, the more bikes I found and the energy ...

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Free Range: Meeting Ira

I’ve dropped my kickstand in front of a weather-beaten old place that looks abandoned. There’s a shadow cast across the front of the building as the morning sun barely peeks over the mountain and the Beast is resting in the shade. The gauge says it’s 93 degrees. An old man comes out to sit on the porch as I dig ...

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Free Range: Hauntings

We have a new feature I’ve gotten myself pretty excited over since it’s right up my traveling bug alley. The Folded Map makes its debut in this edition and will offer some significant background information about a different city each month. Every now and then we’ll try to throw in a pub crawl or other relevant tidbits to make it ...

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Free Range: Bikers reign

It’s pretty tough to catch up with friends who travel as much as I do, since schedules and routes rarely align, so it was extra special recently when I got to sit down with my favorite fiddling friend, Harry, from the Fryed Brothers Band. He and his band of brothers spend their time touring the country to play their own ...

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Free Range: Tuff luv

Sitting out on the dive bar patio, soaking up the warmth of a rare sunny day in the dead of a nasty winter, I overheard a conversation between members of a club I recognized. There were no attempts at keeping the story quiet so I listened intently as a guy described a situation he’d experienced three years prior. “Right here ...

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Free Range: Changes

Aaron was a cool guy. A kid, really. At least in my eyes, since he was still in his forties when he passed away just a week ago. As coworkers we’d spent the last few years wrangling over photos, collages, layouts… all the typical stuff one does to get a publication to the newsstands in time. He and I managed ...

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