I always get a little tense before I have to ride down to Richmond for work, so today’s ride with my son was exactly what I needed to clear my head. We rolled out of Severn around 10:30 in the morning. The air had that perfect crispness that comes with mid-October, and the trees were just starting to show their colors. I led the ride, setting an easy pace through the backroads while my son followed on his beautiful new Honda Rebel 600, still shining like it just came off the

There’s a strange tension that builds before a trip—the kind that sits just below the surface. You’ve got the plan. You’ve got the route....

Severn, MD ➝ Gettysburg, PA | A day of roads, relics, and comfort food There’s something about the open road that clears the mind better...