Bill Lockwood, one of my first motorcycling buddies, passed away last night (not motorcycle-related).
I have many wonderful memories of riding with Bill all throughout northern California.
He was my photography partner on the 2003 “STN Northern CA Adventure” ride where we were consistently an hour behind the group as we would stop together for photo after photo.
He was patient and kind as I dragged him through all the touristy tree shit places along Avenue of the Giants on the way to the first WCRM in 2004.
I thought of Bill often even after we lost touch over the past couple of years.
RIP, Bill. I hope your roads are twisty and your beer is cold.