Saddle Bags & Side Bags

I lost a sleeping bag, a rain jacket, and about $200 in tools on a stretch of I-80 outside Rock Springs, Wyoming. A crosswind caught my cheap soft saddlebag, the strap worked loose, and by the time I noticed in my mirror, the bag was already tumbling into the median. That was fifteen years ago. […]

I still remember the exact mile marker. Somewhere past Show Low, Arizona, on a July afternoon hot enough to warp asphalt, I watched a thin nylon saddlebag melt itself onto my exhaust header like a marshmallow forgotten over a campfire. The zipper fused shut. Inside was a rain jacket I needed about four hours later,