Editor’s note: The following story is from the book, “The Further Adventures of The Borderland Biker, In Memory of Indian Larry and Doo Wop Music,” by Derrel Whitemeyer. For Chapter 13 Click Here “Roll with the mystery. Life’s uncertain, just be comfortable with that…why fight it?” –Indian Larry “It’s the […]
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There was a time when the pressures of everyday life seemed like an endless drone that would hold me prisoner until the final breath. Then came the dream: Screw the bills, to hell with the boss, goodbye alarm clock, forget the lawn, I should just pack the scoot and ride off into the
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Part Two – to read Part One please CLICK HERE Finally, Saturday! Race day was here, and right off the bat we got rain, it didn’t last long. It cleared right up and just washed the track for us. Everyone was cooled off and ready to go. The Pirate Wenches suited up with
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Editor’s note: The following story is from the book, “The Further Adventures of The Borderland Biker, In Memory of Indian Larry and Doo Wop Music,” by Derrel Whitemeyer. For Chapter 12 Click Here “Hopefully we’ll be able to honor Larry and do right by what he would dig and have some fun
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One of the strangest aspects of a drifter’s life is the fact that he has almost no permanent reality of his own. Most every man has his own reality; his job, woman, friends, family, home, dog, etc. The things he loves and the things he only tolerates in his world. In this way
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Editor’s note: The following story is from the book, “The Further Adventures of The Borderland Biker, In Memory of Indian Larry and Doo Wop Music,” by Derrel Whitemeyer. For Chapter 11 Click Here “We’ll probably never know why,” answered Larry, “the dome was made to lure lost riders then make them
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The time spent in Billings, Mt. was unusually strange, if not a little fantastic; but the story I’d like to tell didn’t begin until two weeks later in Kansas. Just after Sturgis, while on the road to Montana, the weld on my transmission’s shifting arm (I always weld those damn things) broke.
Editor’s note: The following story is from the book, “The Further Adventures of The Borderland Biker, In Memory of Indian Larry and Doo Wop Music,” by Derrel Whitemeyer. For Chapter 10 Click Here “I’m flesh again,” said a newly formed but rapidly aging, Augie, “but not for long.” Not
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Editor’s note: The following story is from the book, “The Further Adventures of The Borderland Biker, In Memory of Indian Larry and Doo Wop Music,” by Derrel Whitemyer. For Chapter 8 Click Here Riding off the ramp and onto the dome’s roof gave me permission to breathe; I don’t think I’d
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Editor’s note: The following story is from the book, “The Further Adventures of The Borderland Biker, In Memory of Indian Larry and Doo Wop Music,” by Derrel Whitemyer. For Chapter 7 Click Here Two seconds later and from what seemed like far underground I could hear Charon’s voice, “It’s not what
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