Author: Richard Swim

February 22, 2019 It was the first spring of my retirement from the job I had held for 39 years.  This was the perfect year to do another BMR.  Reno John Austin and his...

June 8, 2018 – El último día   This was our last day on the motos.  We awoke to cloudy skies and imminent rain on the radar.  Wet weather gear was suggested from start. It...

June 7, 2018   The morning was beautiful.  The view from the top of the lodge mountain was mystical.  Domi commenced his daily ritual of describing the route we would be taking on the...

June 6, 2018 We slept late this morning with the lousy weather lurking outside in the high altitude.   Some of Johannes’ riders decided to ride, but a group of us walked for a...

June 5, 2018 The warm morning sun on my balcony felt great in the crisp air.   I looked over the roadbook with route of the day and history of the area we would...

June 4, 2018 I was first attracted by her tall stance and dark complexion.  Her Alemanian heritage led me to believe she could handle most anything through a well-calculated and strong response.  At first...

June 3, 2018 This was a rest day in Lisbon.  Keith and I had breakfast late in the morning and walked Av de Liberdade to the Tagus River.  The marble pavers and intricate designs...

June 2, 2018 I was settled into the moto tour routine.  Everyone needed to stay on a schedule of eating a full wonderful breakfast, collecting their luggage and packing the bikes, and being ready...

June 1, 2018   I was really getting spoiled by the variety and quality of the breakfast buffets.  Hotel Convento even had this fresh-squeezed orange juice machine.  Each morning we would gather at the...