Freedom or Engaged?
Other than that I don't know if I'd equate the bike to freedom. I don't have a significant other, no kids. I wake up, roll out of bed, put my feet on the floor and decide what I'll do for the day, even if it's absolutely nothing. I've got freedom and I enjoy the hell out of it everyday to the point that I don't think I ever want to change it. Sounds kind of selfish when I put it in writing like this. But I guess I am. I worry about me and my family, and probably the 5 or so people I count as friends instead of acquaintances... Not so much about anyone else. But I expect the same in return, I'm selfish, worrying about me and I don't expect anyone else to worry about me just like I hope no one else expects me to worry about them.
Bike as freedom? My bike is a tool and a part of my freedom but it's not the whole picture. I get freedom in my truck on my way to my fishing/hunting spots, just like I get freedom on my bike when I pull off on the side of the road somewhere, grab the collapsible fishing rod out of my saddlebag and send a few casts into the lake or stream I saw through the trees while zipping down the highway.
Don't think I would change, don't think I want to change. Well... Maybe one thing I'd change, extra $20 grand in the bank would be nice
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