On the ride up to the VT Bennington Bash in early June, I was bored to death on a portion of the highway, and decided to pray while riding, in the form of a Buddhist chant. Throughout my 5 days in the mountains, the chant wove it's way through my riding images:
a prayer while riding
dodging raindrops and kamikaze butterflies jasmine scented air
the wind is singing Namu Myoho Renge Kyo sun warmed leather close
mountains rise to sky tires kissing curves of road engine purrs then growls
motorcycle bliss Namu Myoho Renge Kyo riding soul at peace.
