LMAO!!!![sm=icon_rofl.gif]You my friend, are eat up with it.

Prognosis.......................GRAVE.

BTW, sweet looking RK!

 

Not sure I have it bad but I do find that every free moment I'm either looking at a HD site or reading a HD oriented magazine or brousing ebay for that one thing that my bike "just has to have".

I too found my wife wants to go for a ride a lot more with this bike than any other I've owned. She loves to go to the dealership and look at all the clothes and trinkets too!

Can't wait for winter to leave.

 

Now I know the cause of the constant drool when I here a HD go by, never realized what I had, thanks for the diagnosis - to bad its fatal . This is "our" first HD, never really understood the Harley thing - my thinking wasa bike is a bike - now that we've been infected the wife is twice as ready to ride, loves the dealer (shopping for shinning things - not for bike though ). Already planning long rides for this year, praying for 50* weather to get the scoot out (under 50* to hard with themetal in the legs - freeze up), where will it lead to-when will it end.

 

Man, sound like a soap opera
Yep, the old Milwaukee Vibrator strikes again!

It is amazing, I remarried almost 8 years ago, and my wife was not a rider, but now, all vacations are planned around the bike. If I am traveling on business, and I call and tell her I am on my way home, when I get there, the garage door is up, her riding clothes are on and off we go. She has it as bad as I do.

 

WELCOME TO THE HARLEY FAMILY !!
BASSMAN

 

What a perfect 100th post! We switched from a gold wing to our Harley, after years of being "harley bashers". One ride was all it took, and we'll never look back. Only way they'll get me off it now is to pry it out from between my cold dead legs, or bury me on it!! Yep....HOOKED!

 

I purchased my creation in Oct. of '06. November of that same year me and the Mrs. venture off to Arkansas for a weekend randevous. Kids, dogs, birds, fish and other responsibilities all taken care of for this stint so getting home was no rush. We have reservations in Hot Springs, complete with spa and masseuse on day 2 of our jaunt and after finding ourselves caught up in the harmonic throbbing of the V-Twin motor I glance at my timepiece and realize it's 5 o'clock PM and we arein Harrison, AR, which for those of you not familiar with Arkansas, it's more than a stones throw from Hot Springs. I grab the reigns and point our thoroughbred due south on Hwy 165 with dusk quickly approaching and temperatures quickly falling.

Being the navigator I am, and since getting lost seems to be part of the ride as us bikers like to think, I find myself in the boondocks at 8PM in 30Âş night air with no Hot Springs in sight. The testosterone in me prohibits me from even making eye contact with the Mrs. which in turn would be taken as a gesture that I was lost, so I steady the course.

It is now 9PM, 30Âş ambient, 15Âş windchill, and my nuts are chattering louder than the infamous 6th gear clatter. Hands are frozen in a griplike fashion, eyes can't even water because the tear ducts are frozen solid. Time for gas. Oh dear, she may ask me the dreaded question, that being "How much longer?" in to which I'd reply, "Only a few more miles, honey" knowing damn good and well she's done riding from hence forth......uggghhh..

The stallion drinks a cool 4.5 gallons of go juice and off we go into the overly chilled night air at a blistering 75+mph to our destination. All I could think of is a scalding hot shower and a comfy bed, screw the hot tub and masseuse! I'm beat!

We get to the hotel, she dismounts with grace. I peel my frozen nuts, hands, legs, face, and azz off the icicle of a seat and crawl to the hotel lobby. Upon entrance I make eye contact and speak for the first time in hours hoping for the best, but expecting the worst. "Well honey, how was the ride" I inquire. "Oh dear Lord, I thoroughly enjoyed that. I can't wait to wake up in the morning and see where you take me next! I love this bike. The heat from the motor kept me so toasty warm I was in heaven?".

WHAT![] I froze my azz off being in front of the motor and she was perched up there in the Queen's throne as if she was in a sauna turning back the hands of time!Needless to say I played it like it was part of the plan!

Signed,

TheChosen Frozen

 

I know the feeling, I have owned 2 Honda's a Yamaha and 3 Harley's and only the Harley's give you the feel, the sound,and ride that the others can never copy. You are buying and riding an American Legend[sm=usa.gif]

 

Last summer my best friend decided to take up riding because his son was interested in doing it. Now I had never even ridden on a bike at that point. When my friend went looking to buy a bike I couldn't believe he would be interested in anything but a Harley. Iasked him what's the point of buying a motorcyle if it isn't a Harley? Since I had never ridden myself he seemed a little amazed that I would even have an opinion. But it's true, you don't have to ride to know about a Harley. Well, shortly after I convinced him to go get a Harley (sportster 1200) I decided to take the plunge and try the MSF course. Eight months later I'm on my fourth Harley (Sportster 1200, Superglide, Wideglide, and finally a 2008 RKC still in the shop getting all its new parts on).

 

I'm hooked on motorcycles, that's my "fever", not any one brand.

Those guys who can't figure out Harleys are no worse than Harley owners who can't consider anything that isn't a Harley,Lord knows there's no shortage of them.