A visit to Barber’s is to the motorcyclist the epitome of spiritual pilgrimage. I go at least once a year, fortunate to only live four hours drive away. It is truly without compromise or comparison and this particular motorcycle is so indicative of just how special all of the motorcycles chosen for display really are. A machine as glorious and novel as this Moto Guzzi is just one of hundreds which spark their own emotional impact in the visitor. When I walk out of that museum after a visit I am invariably stunned; emotionally, aesthetically, and spiritually satiated.
God bless the man behind this institution.
A visit to Barber’s is to the motorcyclist the epitome of spiritual pilgrimage. I go at least once a year, fortunate to only live four hours drive away. It is truly without compromise or comparison and this particular motorcycle is so indicative of just how special all of the motorcycles chosen for display really are. A machine as glorious and novel as this Moto Guzzi is just one of hundreds which spark their own emotional impact in the visitor. When I walk out of that museum after a visit I am invariably stunned; emotionally, aesthetically, and spiritually satiated.
God bless the man behind this institution.