Mark Fargo

Life Is A Journey – What Better Way To Travel Than On A Motorcycle?

Mark Fargo is a man of experience, in life and travel. His latest book, Motorcycle Haiku 5, captures the essence of the open road and enjoying life’s everyday moments through striking photography and poignant recollections. At 65, with over 100,000 miles behind him, Mark’s unique perspective, shaped by life experience, post-retirement adventure, and reflections, invites you to see the world anew.

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Most people’s lives seem to end at retirement, but Mark shows that doesn’t have to be the case. A great and inspiring work!

About Mark Fargo

Mark Fargo started his new life at age 60, passing on golf, book clubs, and playing chess in the local community park, and deciding to explore America on a two-wheeled 650 cc BMW scooter, my first of three bikes. A few eyebrows were raised among my students in my high school classroom, and many more from my friend’s partners, grocery clerks, and many others I just met. Some questioned my mental state as a mid-life crisis situation, and others thought I was just crazy for choosing a high-risk “hobby” for adventure. Some were acting like I was basically jumping out of a plane without a parachute, as motorcyclists are basically referred to as “donors.” I greatly improved my chances of survival with my full face helmet and a fair amount of yellow reflective tape that covers most of my windshield and red reflective tape that covers all of the back of my Givi panniers.

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A Whole New Adventure.

Mark Fargo started his new life at age 60, passing on golf, book clubs, and playing chess in the local community park, and deciding to explore America on a two-wheeled 650 cc BMW scooter, my first of three bikes. A few eyebrows were raised among my students in my high school classroom, and many more from my friend’s partners, grocery clerks, and many others I just met. Some questioned my mental state as a mid-life crisis situation, and others thought I was just crazy for choosing a high-risk “hobby” for adventure. Some were acting like I was basically jumping out of a plane without a parachute, as motorcyclists are basically referred to as “donors.” I greatly improved my chances of survival with my full face helmet and a fair amount of yellow reflective tape that covers most of my windshield and red reflective tape that covers all of the back of my Givi panniers

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