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Well, after I purchased my Harley, my father who is my riding partner and together we've covered some MILES together, still rides a Honda Shadow 1100. He has a deep seeded motorcycle spirit that makes mine look like a poser, as he'll ride in ANY inclement known to man and walk away saying, "It's all in the ride".
We've had matching motorcycles, many models, ever since I was old enough to climb aboard and negotiate one alone and although he can't afford a Harley living on a fixed income, I find him at every stop on a trip standing by my bike just looking at it, touching this, or meddling with that. He then looks at me, winks, and meanders over to his scoot. Not saying a word, his silence expressesthe fact that a Harley is now "in the family". Like a proud Papa.
DUDE!! Buy your dad a bike!, I bet he bought you plenty. DOH!!
I don't post often but this is a topic that I am passionate about. I have had many brands of bikes over the years and drag raced bikes up until recently. My wife would never go with me on any of my bikes and when our nest emptied out I looked for a new toy. Wanting this to bea we toy not a me toy I bought a 1990 FLHTC and ever since it has been a total affliction for both me and my wife. What I am saying is I have always been addicted to bikes and now that I can't leave on the bike without the wife (except for riding to work) we have made the commitment and purchased a 2005 Ultra. It is my dream bike and even more so because I share it with my dream lady. Sure glad we live in AZ where we ride alomost every weekend.
Amen, Harley's just grow and seem to consume you. It gives back youth to old men and creates irreplaceable memories in young men. It wakes up passion in women and girls. The urge to ride is never ending and yours ears are always tuned to pick that distinct Harley rumble. I got it bad too.
I'm sure I don't have it!
Unless its that butterfly feeling in my gut I get, looking out the window at work at the Hogs flying by, on their way between San Antonio and Houston. Or the feelings I get when I go home and see my hand built chopper all bashed up from a recent accident, and my thoughts are only how I can improve it on this build. Or when I sit on the porch with a smoke and a beer watching the sun set and remembering rides from the past.
See, I don't have it at all.
Oh yea, the wife. How could I forget about the little bride? She too is responsible for this fateful walk I've found myself partaking in. Goldwing after Goldwing with the aroma of our favorite blend of cappucino brewing in the cabin of this behemoth I always found myself riding solo. With each purchase the resounding echo of "Yes honey, I'll ride it with you" but the ride together never came to fruition. As hard as I would try to appeal to her to climb aboard, there was always some prior engagement she HAD to attend so the scheduled voyage would be one that I would get to endure alone. I became all too familiar to this segregation of interest between her and I and purchased my Harley with her in tow, but taking her attempt to pacify my ears once again with a grain of salt.
The day of delivery came and I noticed her too caressing the leather of the seat, passing her finger over the polished bags, spellbound over the amount of shimmer the chrome gave off as if she had found the Hope Diamond and was looking for a place to stash it. I asked her if she'd like to join me in a ride around the town on our magical beast and she obliged. The ride was exhilirating with the bottom end grunt pulling loads of torque as the pipes echoed years of refined automated quality that would forever burn itself in the heart of my mate. The orgasmic episode left her wanting for nothing and begging for more.
Needless to say I've been replaced.
Damn Ultra,,, I almost felt like I was reading a romance novel.
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