Letting Go of the Handlebars: The Scariest Part of a New Adventure

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2026-01-20 09:48:07 -

I almost backed out. The sold sign was taped to the gas tank of my old Triumph Bonneville, and the buyer was waiting in Arizona. All I had to do was get it there from North Carolina. The thought of handing over my keys to some faceless trucking company made my stomach turn. This wasn't just a bike. It was the machine that carried me through my first solo trip to the mountains, the one I'd spent...

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