For folks who have the misimpression that Kansas is just one huge flat wheat field, the Flint Hills region is in fact a landscape of subtle beauty and fascinating history. If you’re not from these parts, and even if you are, prepare to be surprised.  Length Approximately 220 miles round-trip  Meet-up Spot EagleRider, 2047 SW Topeka Blvd, Topeka, KS Lunch Stop  Grand Central Hotel & Grill serves American fare, including both steaks and healthier

When it’s time to get out of Wyoming’s capital city, this short foray south into Colorado features great scenery and some intoxicating winding roads. For just a single-day ride, this Cheyenne City Escape is remarkably diverse. You will roll through both arid grasslands and alpine forests.

“Bet you I’ve caught more fish in my life than you have.” These are the words I stupidly blurt out my first time 
meeting the one and only Bill Oyster, considered by many to be the best 
bamboo fly-rod 
maker in the world. Sad thing is, it’s probably true.

Long after Laconia Motorcycle Week is over, and long after the summer vacationers have left Lake Winnipesaukee and gone back to school and the humdrum of workaday life, Gary and I show up at Weirs Beach on a pair of black-as-night BMWs (me on a K 1600 Grand America, Gary on a K 1600 B).

Gusts of salt-filled air blow sharply against my face as I gaze across the open water. We’re onboard the ferry that will take us from Algeciras, Spain, across the 36-mile Strait of Gibraltar, to the shores of northern Africa. In the distance I spot the strip of thin coastline where soon, for the first time in my life, I’ll set foot on African soil and begin my exploration of Morocco. On African Soil As the ferry moves closer, I begin to make out details along the coast.

Familiarity doesn’t necessarily breed contempt, but it can breed ignorance. When traveling to far-flung adventurous lands, one’s attention is typically at peak levels—absorbing the sights and sounds, mental notes becoming etched into memory like words chiseled into stone.

Dust clouds rise from the rhythmically stOmping feet of dozens of Brazilian Indians during a ritual campfire, in stark contrast to the sea of skyscrapers that makes up the monstrous metropolis surrounding them. Brazil is gigantic and, to the majority who travel here from more developed parts of the globe, difficult to comprehend in all its contradictions and diversity.

BMW’s approach to updating its middle-class machine is an interesting one—they’ve introduced two models very close in displacement, yet quite different in terms of temperament. The all-new F 750 GS and F 850 GS bikes possess the essential rugged good looks and dual-purpose functionality of the established GS machines, while each manages to retain a sense of individuality. WHAT’S NEW? EVERYTHING! The 750 and 850 GS represent a true “ground-up” redesi

It’s possible to sum up this bike review in three words: I want one. As someone who regularly shoots cameras that don’t use batteries, riding a motorcycle that runs exclusively on one is an interesting exercise. The Zero DSR is possibly the most technology-driven bike I’ve ever thrown a leg over, yet in the quest for fun, this machine distills it down to the rawest elements.