I love motorcycles, I loved them as a kid when I was riding my little Honda CL70 all over the powerlines and gravel pits around my hometown even though it was a street bike. I really loved bikes when I moved up to a Honda SL125 that was actually made for that kind of riding. As I got older (and bigger) I loved my dad's Yamaha Enduro 250, then I got a car, a job, went to college, got a job, got married, had kids, yada-yada-yada, then I began to long for a motorcycle again. A little over three years ago I bought a Kawasaki Vulcan 1600 and she is my transportation. Oh, I could carpool with the wife or kidnap a daughter's car, but I love to ride my bike. I've ridden basically every day the last two weeks in morning temperatures between 27 and 40. This week I leave the house about 6:30 and haven't gotten home any earlier than 9:15 pm. It's a little chilly but I dress for it. People just look at me, people think I nuts, or hard core or something but I just love to ride. I didn't buy my bike to sit in the garage except for a weekend whiz up to Drasco every now and then. I bought it to ride it. So when I saw this email today I just had to share it with those of you who understand what it is to be a biker, those that want to understand, and those who may never understand. Enjoy...
12 Things Riding My Motorcycle Taught Me-- |
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