Live and Enjoy Life
Before she passed, my beautiful wife Nancy left me with a simple but powerful message: Live. Enjoy life. She wrote it in notes, in cards, in her smile—even in the quiet moments we shared. So that’s what I’m trying to do. A month after losing her, I saw a motorcycle tour offered by Celtic Riders. It included the Isle of Man—somewhere I’ve always dreamed of visiting ever since I first saw the TT races. Something stirred in me. I emailed Paul Rawlins, booked the trip, and committed to honoring Nancy the best way I knew how: by riding.
On May 8th, I flew the red eye to Ireland and arrived May 9th. I stayed one day at the hotel Club at Goff. The next day picked up a rented BMW 1300GS at Celtic Rider from Paul Rawlin . From the rolling green of Ireland to the legendary curves of the Isle of Man, through England’s quiet roads and into the highlands and lochs of Scotland—I rode with her memory beside me every mile.
At Douglas Head on the Isle of Man, I scattered some of Nancy’s ashes into the Irish Sea. The view was stunning. A poppy etched into the grass. People walking dogs. Roses on a bench. I sat there for a while, imagining Nancy smiling, saying, “This is perfect.”
In each country, I found a special place and released a part of her—into the wind, the water, the world she loved but didn’t get to explore. I miss her every day. The intercom is quiet now. No “slow down,” no “stop for a picture,” no “I have to pee.” Just the voice of the GPS and the sound of the engine. But in the silence, I still hear her.
This tour wasn’t just a ride—it was a promise kept. To live. To enjoy life. And to carry her spirit with me wherever the road goes next.
Love you always Nancy Your husband Furman
First stop, a day at the hotel Club at Goff, to get used to the time change. The next morning get a ride to Celtic Rider.
That's Paul the owner of Celtic Rider.
Before she passed, my beautiful wife Nancy left me with a simple but powerful message: Live. Enjoy life. She wrote it in notes, in cards, in her smile—even in the quiet moments we shared. So that’s what I’m trying to do. A month after losing her, I saw a motorcycle tour offered by Celtic Riders. It included the Isle of Man—somewhere I’ve always dreamed of visiting ever since I first saw the TT races. Something stirred in me. I emailed Paul Rawlins, booked the trip, and committed to honoring Nancy the best way I knew how: by riding.
On May 8th, I flew the red eye to Ireland and arrived May 9th. I stayed one day at the hotel Club at Goff. The next day picked up a rented BMW 1300GS at Celtic Rider from Paul Rawlin . From the rolling green of Ireland to the legendary curves of the Isle of Man, through England’s quiet roads and into the highlands and lochs of Scotland—I rode with her memory beside me every mile.
At Douglas Head on the Isle of Man, I scattered some of Nancy’s ashes into the Irish Sea. The view was stunning. A poppy etched into the grass. People walking dogs. Roses on a bench. I sat there for a while, imagining Nancy smiling, saying, “This is perfect.”
In each country, I found a special place and released a part of her—into the wind, the water, the world she loved but didn’t get to explore. I miss her every day. The intercom is quiet now. No “slow down,” no “stop for a picture,” no “I have to pee.” Just the voice of the GPS and the sound of the engine. But in the silence, I still hear her.
This tour wasn’t just a ride—it was a promise kept. To live. To enjoy life. And to carry her spirit with me wherever the road goes next.
Love you always Nancy Your husband Furman
First stop, a day at the hotel Club at Goff, to get used to the time change. The next morning get a ride to Celtic Rider.
That's Paul the owner of Celtic Rider.
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