The memory of that foggy morning sunrise in the Smoky Mountains still clung to my memory as I rolled into Hellertown Pennsylvania. With 1000 miles behind me, and little more than three hours worth of sleep, my fully loaded Harley-Davidson…
Documenting the Human Experience
The memory of that foggy morning sunrise in the Smoky Mountains still clung to my memory as I rolled into Hellertown Pennsylvania. With 1000 miles behind me, and little more than three hours worth of sleep, my fully loaded Harley-Davidson…