It's remarkable how many problems can be temporarily solved by taking a long motorcycle ride. Not solved, so much, as shelved, because when you are riding a motorcycle, all the problems in the world are reduced to the bubble of the road ahead, around, and behind you. Climate change? No problem, as long as those leaves aren't wet. Trump getting re-elected? No problem, as long as you don't have to make a sharp turn on grooved pavement. Husband with dementia died three weeks ago? Not an immediate issue, unlike that "motorcycles use caution" sign looming up. Big black clouds ahead? Problem. Steve, possibly unwisely, handed the task of finding a destination for an overnight trip over to me. "Money's no object", I thought, and plumped for the Trapp Family Lodge in Stowe, Vermont. Why? Because it's there. No, my thought process was more deliberate than that. I looked at the travel bible, Atlas Obscura , defined the radius for a reasonable ride in the ...
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