I love taking pictures of motorcycles. So, I was excited and elated when Al gave me permission to take pictures of the motorcycles he was keeping in storage for the winter.
As I walked through the rows of bikes quietly waiting for spring to return, it gradually became apparent to me that “storage” isn’t really the word I’d use to describe how these machines are being cared for. It was clear that these bikes were being “watched over” while snow and cold drove them to shelter.
I was careful not to disturb anything as I patiently wove my way through the precious stable of iron. Each motorcycle stood stoically holding an individual story of the open highway and scenic country roads.
Soon, they will all be off on their own adventures once again.
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