The only stirrups I like are on a saddle.

There is a delicate ridge one must ride between fear and reason on a motorcycle—lean too far in either direction and there will be consequences.

Riding that ridge between reason and recklessness, stillness and speed, is the first, maybe the most important, thing I learned about motorcycles.

I had been riding horses before my memory kicked in, so my life with horses had no beginning. It simply appeared from the fog of infancy. I survived a difficult childhood by traveling on the...

I talked yesterday about caring, I care about these moldy old riding gloves. I smile at them flying through the breeze beside me because they have been there for so many years and are so...

Maybe if I’d agreed to do the debutante thing like she wanted. Or taken up pageants instead of riding jump bikes with a bunch of grungy boys. I’d always tell her, why can’t I do...

She really is a shining star. Imagine how far she’s come since she was on the farm in Ohio. She’s our Cinderella horse.I can’t wait to start riding again.Will my leg work as well as...

I left my youth behind me. It peddled the bicycle while I rode on the handlebars.

Flying, with your love, shining, with your love, riding, with your love.I feel like I’m on top of the world with your love.

My power is everywhere propping up illusions, but I’m taking it back by letting go of them & just riding the stallion into wonderland. Let’s see what you’ve got to say about the darkness in...