Look where you want to go, and lean into the turns.

These fundamental rules for properly riding a motorcycle can also be applied to succeeding in life.

 

 

 

When riding a motorcycle, we learn to look where we want to go. Look as far down the road as we can and look around or beyond hazards in the road to avoid hitting them. Look directly at something in the road and the bike will veer right towards it, and hit it.

 

 

In life, we also need to look down the road to see where we want our future to go. Don’t look directly at the problem or obstacle, but dwell on it’s solution. If we constantly concentrate on what holds us back, we cannot possibly move forward.

 

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A moving motorcycle changes direction by leaning. If the bike doesn’t lean into a turn, it will run off the road and crash! To initiate a lean, we learn to push forward on the handlebar grip in the direction we want to go and the bike follows.

 

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When life opens up a new exciting road we want to follow, we must act, and act fast by pushing that handlebar, leaning and heading down that new uncharted path. Without the push, all the wishing and hoping in the universe can’t help us change direction. And sometimes, when we fail to change direction, we crash and burn as well.

 

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Riding a motorcycle involves risk. It is not a secret that riders have a greater risk of injury or death should they be involved in a collision. Riders accept these higher risks in exchange for rewards of freedom, adventure, and the pleasure they experience from riding. The same can be true in our personal or business lives. Greater levels of success, reward and even happiness are often achieved by those who take the bigger risks.

 

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Okay, where am I going with all this?

The Endless Road Tour is a million mile journey I am riding for Multiple Sclerosis awareness, and if I am to reach my goal and make my mission truly successful, the time has come for me to hit the road.  Literally.  

 

 

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Every ounce of my body and soul aches to be riding every day while writing, speaking, and reaching out to others along the way. In order for this to be possible, I need to leave the constraints of my day job. It has been the obstacle in the road, blocking the path I can clearly see I need to be on. I can no longer work around it, It is holding me back and I am wasting precious time. It is a tremendous risk of course, as I do not yet have the means in place to financially support a full-time riding career.  By leaving the security of my full-time job, I truly will be putting all my trust in the belief that if I ride,  financial support will catch up.

 

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Although living with a progressive disease that has no cure may make it easier to accept more risks, I found myself at this crossroad many times before getting my diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis. Risks, chances, and long shots; I’ve never shied away. I have been told I wouldn’t make it, couldn’t make it, or that I was putting too much at stake or risk by family and friends more times in my life than I care to admit. And sometimes the loudest advice to just play it safe came from within.

It was during a competition in 2001, thumping along a lonely Wyoming highway at a top speed of 25 MPH on a poor excuse for a motorcycle, that I almost gave up on one of the biggest risks  and greatest moments of my life. Chugging along, limping to the next town, the drone of the one working cylinder began to take on a very distinguishable verse:

           “GU-HUM, GU-HUM, GO-HUM, GO-HUM, GO-HOM, GO-HOME, GO-HOME!”

 Not a soul on earth gave me a shot in hell of even finishing that event, and after a week of breakdown after breakdown, the torturous steel stallion’s song almost convinced me they were right. But from somewhere deep within my soul a sudden surge of energy erupted and as I stood up on the foot pegs, I opened my helmet visor and screamed at the top of my lungs to the entire world,

       “I WILL NOT GIVE UP, AND I WILL NOT GO HOME”.

          I etched this statement across my windshield with a grease pencil. I then vowed, no matter what, I was going to finish the event. Once declared, I never had a second thought, knew where I needed to go, looked beyond the problem, leaned hard into the wind and eventually dragged myself across the finish line.

I will forever be grateful for taking the risk, the impossible million-to-one odds of finishing that event on such a motorcycle. That ride, that day, that moment, helped shape who I am, and continues to give me strength to believe in myself at the most difficult and trying times.

 

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Besides the obvious passion I have for riding and some of my rather extreme motorcycle endeavors, embracing risk and challenge has proved to be a positive path for me to take in many other ways, such as starting my own business, changing careers and challenging the status quo by winning custody of my children.

By risking it all at times, I believe I propelled myself into these challenges with such force; I left no room or time for defeat. I was able to see beyond all the barriers, exactly where I wanted to go, and firmly pushed forward; at times defying all the odds.

 

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I suppose what all of this means today is, I must now follow the road that is opening up before me at wide open throttle. I must lean as hard as I can in the direction of traveling, writing, and using my voice to help others while leaving all obstacles behind. I cannot wait any longer. I am wasting daylight and my ability clock is ticking. I hereby accept the risks, and look forward to the reward of mission accomplished.

I suppose for some, this would be considered as officially giving my two-week notice.

 

– Longhaulpaul  

 

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My June Wheels Out West for MS Tour started with heavy traffic of the clogged artery variety. A 15,000 trip that had been planned for a few months, was snarled in a sea of brakelights by chest pains, a detour to the hospital, a couple of stents in my heart and  a new player added to my roster: Cardiovascular Disease.  What it didn’t do, however, was keep me from leaving for my tour one day after getting out of the hospital. I began my tour on June 4th, by riding carefully to Lake George New York where I presented two seminars at the Americade motorcycle rally. Hospitality for the evening was graciously provided once again by my friends at Twisted Throttle.

 

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My seminars were Thursday and Friday, so I did get a decent amount of rest before leaving right after my noon seminar Friday June 5th. After all, I needed to be in Anchorage Alaska by Wednesday and it was 4600 miles away!

 

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A couple of good friends from high school, Todd and Scott, attended my final seminar and gave me a proper send off.  I rode till Toledo Ohio and spent the night. Saturday I made good time getting to Fargo, North Dakota and Sunday I fled the country, staying in Edmonton in Alberta Canada. My biggest worry crossing the border was  getting in with the drug store in my trunk and specifically, the bottle of Nitroglycerine in my pocket. I must have watched too many John Wayne movies when I was a kid.

 

 

 

 

It was Monday, June 8th, before the scenery starting to get interesting.

 

 

I arrived at mile zero of the famous Al-Can highway in Dawson Creek. I tried not to get excited, you know, because of my condition, but I was pretty stoked to actually be on my way to Alaska, while raising awareness for Multiple Sclerosis and encouraging others with challenges in life to continue finding ways to follow their passions as well. My face ached from smiling.

 

 

 

 

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I spend the night in British Columbia. It was a bit weird being the only guest in the entire Legendary Fort Nelson Hotel. It looked fancier on Priceline.com than it did in person. I didn’t try the buffet.

 

 

From Fort Nelson, I made my way to Beaver Creek, Yukon Territory and just shy of the Alaskan border. The scenery was amazing, the wildlife was well, wild. As I got close to Alaska, I could see Sarah Palin’s house. I also saw moose, a coyote, 2 bears, dozens of deer, a few buffalo, a porcupine and a variety of other creatures as I journeyed north. Lots of gravel roads and construction destroyed the first of three rear tires I would wear out on this trip.

 

 

 

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Spent the night at the Beaver Creek RV park. Interesting! Each day grew longer as I travelled north.  It was now daylight for about 20 hours or so. I had a great meal at Buckshot Betty’s. The locals are all extremely friendly here.

 

 

 

 

I made it to Alaska as the three hours of  darkness were concluding. When I was in the hospital, I downloaded the Rosetta Stone Learn to Speak British Columbian program. By now I realized it was a complete waste of money.

 

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I made great time to Anchorage despite the continued construction delays.

I was told, “We have two seasons here, winter and construction.”

 

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I had an appointment to have a set of Bridgestone tires I had mailed a few weeks earlier installed  and asked them to do an oil change. At 83,000 miles, this was the very first time my YAMAHA had been in a shop for ANYTHING!

 

 

They thought it looked pretty clean. I guess they see a lot of adventure bikes up here!

 

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My IPhone’s camera stopped working for the second time, and thankfully Anchorage had an Apple store downtown that was able to swap me out a whole new phone. My phone picture had been all selfies since Fort Nelson. I always carry a point and shoot camera, so most of the trip was shot with an Olympus Tough TG-820 camera.  Waterproof, shockproof, optical zoom and it has some great filters. Also very easy to use for someone who has memory issues!

 

 

I spoke to a great audience of people with MS, had a decent meal and contemplated my next move. Fresh tires and oil, and I had 6 days before I was due to speak in Las Vegas. I knew I had about 24 hours extra to play with before heading south, so I decided to ride by Denali National Park and attempt tp ride the Dalton Highway, the Haul Road as it is called, and of course I had to at least aim for the Arctic Circle by the end of the day. I knew there was a trucker camp at Coldfoot, and if I could make it there I would have passed over the Arctic Circle by 60 miles or so. More importantly, I knew there was a motel and gas there!

 

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I stopped for a break, bathroom and an ice cream cone at the Hotspot. I was warned about bears near the outhouses. I didn’t bother to ask for the newspaper.

 

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Calling outhouses restrooms was a stretch, a diamond in the rough, I suppose.

 

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Yes, this was the famous Slate Creek Inn, as seen on Ice Road Truckers, along the Alaskan pipeline haul road. Last chance for supplies, fuel and rest. I got the  bridal suite, a bargain at $229 a night.

 

 

No mini bar but the room was…… clean.

 

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The Dalton Highway ends at Dead Horse, Prudhoe Bay, but my adventure north  had to end at Coldfoot, 60 miles past the Arctic Circle. After all, It was 4,000 miles to Las Vegas and my next talk, and I only had 5 day to get there.

I had ridded 5500 miles, in less than a week from New Hampshire to Anchorage and the Arctic Circle, and still had 10,000 miles to go before returning home.

For my Cardiologist Dr. Fink and the great staff at Catholic Medical Center in Manchester New Hampshire,  I can assure you I did not drive for three days,  lift anything heavy for a week, or return to to work right away.

I took it easy exactly like you ordered.

In fact, ALL of these pictures were completely PHOTOSHOPPED.

 

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Please like, share and repost.  Stay tuned for part two of the Wheels Out West for MS Tour,   Heat Waves.

Cheers,

Longhaulpaul

 

 

 

 

 

Wheels Out West For MS Tour

How Far Would You Ride For a Cure?

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The plan for June was to ride from New Hampshire to the West Coast and Alaska raising awareness and funds for Multiple Sclerosis while sharing my story with other MS patients, encouraging them to continue following their passions, and reminding them to never let having MS define who they are.

I was also supposed to be presenting at Americade in Lake George, and flipping burgers at a cook-out at Bill Mayer Saddles in Ventura California as well as other possible locations.

However, life is unpredictable, the road brings many challenges and remote areas of the continent are filled with unknowns. My main concerns while planning this adventure were:

Will I complete my ride?

Will the bears get me?

Will MS rear it’s ugly head?

The wrench into my travel plans however, was not MS related, before I even left, and caught me off guard. A mild chest pain I had been experiencing last week turned into a trip to the ER Sunday afternoon, a failed stress test, three nights of hospital rewards points and a brand new disease for me! Cardiovascular.

 

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Tuesday I had the pleasure of receiving two stents into my right coronary artery which was 99% blocked.

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I was released this Wednesday with a box full of new medications.

 

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The good news is I am alive and I was told I could drive by Thursday.  So, I have started my tour a few days later than expected, but, I have all intentions of continuing on to my destinations out west.

I asked if I could go to Alaska, and the Doctor said sure no flight restrictions. I figured people often say riding a motorcycle is the closest thing to flying, so, what he was really saying was, “YES, PAUL GO WEST.”

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Yesterday after getting new Bridgestone tires mounted by National Powersports, I drove to Americade in Lake George NY, where I gave my MotoMedicine seminar and Today I will present “What’s in Your (Saddle) Bag.”

 

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After the seminar is over, I am really starting my trip out west,  I need to be in Anchorage by Wednesday. MS didn’t stop me from riding, and having a few blocked arteries will not stop me from this epic tour either. I told the nurses I had to be released by Wednesday, I was on a mission!

 

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I have decided to turn this trip into a mileage guessing contest, where the winning guess splits the pot (25%-75%) with the National MS Society. Please consider supporting me by taking a guess. To date, you have helped me raise $70,000 for the National MS Society through all of my various events and fundraisers. I appreciate your support!

 

JUNE Starting Mileage

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In no particular order, here is a list of some of locations I plan to visit along my June trip. Las Vegas NV, Visalia CA, San Francisco CA, Londonderry, NH, Anchorage AK, Eugene OR, Los Angeles CA, Lake George NY, Ventura CA, San Louis Obispo CA, Escondido CA.

 

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Each “ticket” contains a specific block of 25 miles. The cost of each “ticket” varies depending on how close it is to an estimated base route mileage. Remember however, we never know what will happen out on the road! Will I make Alaska? Will I call it quits in the heat of Death Valley? Will I run out of Nitroglycerine?

 

How far will I ride for a cure in June?

Please take a guess at my mileage , it suports programs for others with  MS, other people who are not able to do what they want in life.
Thank you for support my ride, my adventures and my quest to document riding one million miles for people living with the often disabling diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis.
Track my whole journey live here.

Follow me on Facebook here https://m.facebook.com/events/1443648805952369?acontext=%7B%22ref%22%3A3%7D&aref=3&ref=bookmark

If you ride, check out my other fundraiser that runs all year, the www.Silhouette500.org Over $6,000 in prizes donated!

 

Thank you for your support!

Please like, share and spread the word, Longhaulpaul is on his way out west!

Cheers,

Paul