Lliam's Journey

August 10 was the shortest time for passing.  Yet, in the knowledge that this too shall end. I stole a few minutes to gather memories of a deeper intellect. In those minutes I was, where I should have been. The time where you see the event as just that, an event with no passing.

We spent the last day riding in the fall light.  Clearings showing the landscape as it lay. The sound of black hoske mufflers as they pass by.  'Too slow  my good man, your holding up the pace'  the old BMW pulls past in a blur of sound. Then the road opens out a full hill climb as we power up the Aircraft designed boxers.

The roads, some like this where one can see clear to the other end, others as century old cart paths paved during a more affluent time.  With few cars or stop signs a one hour tour of five town connectors pulled from the memory banks within my head.

Gear changes crisp, BMWs in classic black roaring though the wooded backroads as  leaves fall into  winter slumber.  The twisting pathways of the past unfold before us.  Each turn an exhilarating sensation as our tires grip pavement



 in the cosmic (comic?) universe.

So sorry to hear of your passing this morning, you will be missed.

2021-1-14

Lliam Burke r.i.p

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The Early days, Lliam and Molly on his 1984 R100RT. They did several cross country trips on this BMW.  The bike still exist with over 360,000 mile on it. Photo by Duncan Kautz circa 1995

Birthday Bill

Pettengill Farm with Larry Ronai

At Larz Anderson on the Velo. Photo by Dave Petty

Lliam and Jenna

In with the Velocette crowd at Larz Anderson. Photo by Dave Petty

digging into a 67 Beeza

Lliam and BOB (Beast of Burden)

Having a black and tan

Keeping killer in line

Mitch and Lliam working on the Beeza

Molly, Lliam and Rosie, ready for a ride

Molly

I'll be seein' Ya'