The Silence Between Miles
Some beginnings don’t announce themselves — they thunder alive beneath you. In 2024, I set out on a Harley‑Davidson Fat Boy with modest ambition, only to find myself carried across the United States, 27,000 miles in six months, through rain, silence, and angel‑touched horizons. The prize was never the plaque or the Golden Key — it was the ride itself, and the unseen strength of my wife and kids who guided me from home. This is the story of those miles, where the road opened, and we answered.