I'll bring more beer!
I'm telling ya, MM. A humid summer night... you go outside and start that throaty mother. You feel the power in your hands and it feels like an extension of you? It's almost like the bike translates thought into action. 60MPH? Done! Turn? Done!! Pass? Done?
No cell phone calls. No real thinking about work or anything else because you HAVE to focus on riding? Bliss, man. You and the machine become one. You something more than you were before and the machine more alive.
I took an 1800 mile trip back in June from Indy down through the Smokies and then hung with friends at Blade Show in Atlanta then returning. Fantastic.
The closest you can get to being a cowboy on the open range riding...
I'm not out of the game forever. I just need to get scratch some other itches AND get my wife something special, then I'll look into another bike. My goal is to get another one at the end of the season, after I find out what my student loan payments will be.
Just picked up a -15 degree sleeping bag for $70
im letting it air out, it smells of herpes and bad decisionsDid you lose your apartment???
I feel like poo...I think I need to eat something.
You are what you eat?
I don't know, I still haven't moved.