Thanks for a 39 year run...hangin up the chaps , stay safe ya'll!
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Thanks for a 39 year run...hangin up the chaps , stay safe ya'll!
well...I started riding HD's in 1975..and I never thought it would happen to ME...but it happened. The love had been fading for about the last 5 years..little by little. About 2 years ago I bought a hot-rod 72 Chevelle..and started getting into the local cruise night scene, and then after hanging around with a car club, I joined it. Weekends come and it's off to the car shows with the guys...meanwhile the bike sits in the garage, more and more.
The wife, who met me in 1981, and fell in love with not just me, but my 67 XLCH, bad-boy, kick only, "straight pipes from hell", Sporty, hung on tight as we raced through the night. Bar to bar we hopped...and prayed to God we made it home without crashing, or getting locked up...then we settled down in the 90's and it was weekend cruising on the Low Rider..then 3 kids later it was pretty much just me and the guys. On the Springer...then the Fatboy,..then the FLH...and a boat load of bikes in between...then she stopped taking rides with me at all. She became afraid of the danger, of leaving 3 kids motherless in some flaming wreck...then came a lot of friends killed, or injured...then came sobriety for me 7 years ago..which meant leaving behind the drinking buddies to bar-hop without me...and then came, I guess..a change in me. I stopped waking up in the morning and having my first thought be "when can I ride?"...my interests changed. I started flying lessons. I want to travel more, I like car cruising..etc.
So Saturday, I made the decision. I called a friend who knew I was thinking of getting out. He came right over, gave me a pile of $100's, and I gave him a dream bike. I know he will use it as it should be used. I will see it around town. I will get to touch it again. Maybe even ride it if I want. But it is over.
I wish everyone of you a safe journey through this spinning madness we call life. May you never lose the love you have for these fine machines. May you always have a gentle wind of good fortune in your beards, as you cruise..
Via Con Dios my Harley friends, it's been fun.
Joe
The wife, who met me in 1981, and fell in love with not just me, but my 67 XLCH, bad-boy, kick only, "straight pipes from hell", Sporty, hung on tight as we raced through the night. Bar to bar we hopped...and prayed to God we made it home without crashing, or getting locked up...then we settled down in the 90's and it was weekend cruising on the Low Rider..then 3 kids later it was pretty much just me and the guys. On the Springer...then the Fatboy,..then the FLH...and a boat load of bikes in between...then she stopped taking rides with me at all. She became afraid of the danger, of leaving 3 kids motherless in some flaming wreck...then came a lot of friends killed, or injured...then came sobriety for me 7 years ago..which meant leaving behind the drinking buddies to bar-hop without me...and then came, I guess..a change in me. I stopped waking up in the morning and having my first thought be "when can I ride?"...my interests changed. I started flying lessons. I want to travel more, I like car cruising..etc.
So Saturday, I made the decision. I called a friend who knew I was thinking of getting out. He came right over, gave me a pile of $100's, and I gave him a dream bike. I know he will use it as it should be used. I will see it around town. I will get to touch it again. Maybe even ride it if I want. But it is over.
I wish everyone of you a safe journey through this spinning madness we call life. May you never lose the love you have for these fine machines. May you always have a gentle wind of good fortune in your beards, as you cruise..
Via Con Dios my Harley friends, it's been fun.
Joe
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Good for you.
Similar deal here for me, but with boats and fishing. Many of my friends can't believe I am down to just one boat and rarely fish.. Pretty much all thanks to touring on the scoot. Spent just about my whole life in the marine industry, never even saw the Rocky Mountains... Retired, bought my first scoot on a whim (the 99 in my sig), one trip to Sturgis, rode from there into Utah.... Now it's all I think about, my next trip.
Similar deal here for me, but with boats and fishing. Many of my friends can't believe I am down to just one boat and rarely fish.. Pretty much all thanks to touring on the scoot. Spent just about my whole life in the marine industry, never even saw the Rocky Mountains... Retired, bought my first scoot on a whim (the 99 in my sig), one trip to Sturgis, rode from there into Utah.... Now it's all I think about, my next trip.
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I have a friend here in Iowa who just told me the same thing, and I totally understand. I know he and his wife were giving some (serious) thought to hanging it up. About a week ago a douche ran my buddy into the ditch. Well, that was it. He was officially done. He said that if he ever got the urge he could always rent a bike for a day ride so keep that in mind.
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