Chinny, Chin, Chin

The countdown has started. I am days away from donning the moto gear, straddling my cruiser, and rolling North for yet another summer adventure.

Sturgis, South Dakota marks the middle point of my trip. Thirteen days of back country roads are already calling my name. Roughly 4,000 miles roundtrip. Just enough on the odometer to clear the mind.

What is THAT on your chin?

I’m not sure when this moto habit started, but my summer tour now includes me growing out my facial hair. “Growing out” is generous; to say the least. I’ve never been one to be able to grow a full beard or mustache. That reality, however, hasn’t prevented me from trying.

My wife isn’t a fan.

I don’t blame her. But she’s a good sport. She understands that moto vacations are built for traveling new roads, exploring new things, and leaving the razor at home.

For me, that is.

I expect HER to shave.

Double-standard? For sure.

I’m OK with that. So is she. She knows that it’ll only be a blink of the eye before my chin will be set free.

Until then, my little chinny, chin, chin hairs are gonna blow reckless in the wind.

#costamesamanmoto #bikerslife #adventure

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