There was a time when it was believed that if you sailed too far you'd come to the edge of the earth and then you'd fall off...and beyond that place there'd be dragons. As some of you know I have dragons tattooed on my hands and dragons tattooed across my shoulders and over my back. I have sailed to the ends of the earth. I have found the dragons. And for me, riding my motorcycle, made of steel, heavy, loud, and powerful is one of the ways I ride the dragon that dwells beyond the edges of what is known and acceptable. I ride with the power and the wisdom of the runes, Uruz, Raido, Ehwaz. I ride with my guardian Cernunnos, the antlered one. I ride with the wind to edges of what is known and written on the maps. I ride to the beyond where the dragons guard the treasure.