On Memorial Day, 2014, I sustained an injury that changed my life. I was working as a delivery driver for a garbage company in Seattle, building a life for myself and my then-girlfriend now-fiancee. While wrestling with a 2 yard dumpster half-filled with concrete I managed to tear my bicep out of my shoulder. That injury threw my life into disarray immediately. I went from working 55-70 hours per week and making good money to puking from painkillers and icing my arm for the next 18 months. In this time I realized that it was unlikely I’d be allowed to go back to my old job, so I had to formulate a plan for my remaining years. Going from rigid structure and never-ending workdays to zero structure and nothing but free time has been a tremendous challenge, so I’ve decided to build structure back into my life. This blog is one of the ways I intend to do that.
I suppose this is the place where I introduce myself and lay out my current plans for this space. I’m Colby. I love motorcycles, food, travel, shooting, and beer.
- Motorcycles have been the central theme in my life for 3 months shy of a decade. I bought my first motorcycle, a 2006 Yamaha R6, 27 days shy of my 20th birthday. Since then I’ve ridden roughly 130,000 miles on the street, with half a season of roadracing on the side before I got injured. I’ve had 4 bikes so far, and ridden dozens of other models.
- Part of my injury and recovery has been filled with teaching myself to cook. From slow cooking to stir fry to homemade spaghetti sauce, it’s been a rewarding experience. I like it, so I’m gonna write about it.
- Since my first taste of teenage freedom I’ve loved to wander around rural areas with no end goal. Pick a road and see where it goes. Try to find something interesting along the way. Hiking is something I’ve enjoyed ever since I was a teenager,although I won’t pretend I didn’t get dragged into it kicking and screaming before 16. Boy Scouts and growing up in the country have influenced my attitude toward the outdoors tremendously and I’d like to share the manifestations of that influence.
- I’ve loved guns and shooting for as long as I can remember. I distinctly recall being the last kid in town to get a .22 at 13 years old and I don’t think I’ll ever get over it. I keep growing my collection, and am passionate about gun rights. There will be no shortage of posts concerning AR-15 configurations (currently bone stock) and trying to improve my marksmanship.
- The best gift I’ve ever been given is my kegerator. I love me some beer. I’m excited about having an excuse to travel around and try new and interesting beers.
I’m looking forward to building my life back from where I am now, and luckily I have a great partner in that endeavor.
For now, though, I’m just going to use this as an excuse to go do the things I love to do. Just so long as I write about it.