It takes 32 shovelful of snow to get to my garage. (Not counting clearing enough ice from in front of the door to get it open) Once I have the door open, there she sits. Ready to take me for the ride of my life.
Have you ever thought about the simple pleasures in life that are so near and yet so far from being available at the particular time when you most need an escape from the daily pressures that it makes you want to just sit and stare out the window?
Aside from the enjoyment I get from spending time with my wife and family, riding my "Sweet Glide" is about the best feeling for me. It is just the joy of riding in the wind with only my thoughts to guide me.
Ah, but it is February in northwest Ohio and all of the fun of riding has been taken from me for now. I am so looking forward to the day when all of the snow and slush has disappeared from the roads and I can get my bike revved up and rolling out of my driveway onto the road.
I will continue to dream.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Winter Blues
Now that another year has past (Happy 2011, by the way), it is time to create more words of wisdom. I had considered the fact that no one is actually reading my blog; with the exception of my wife, but I went forward with this current post in hopes that I might be inspired to write again.
This is the time of year when most "sane" people put the motorcycles away. Some are cozy in the dealerships vast warehouses, others are under tarp. Heck, I saw a few new fancy ideas where the motorcycle actually is placed inside an air-inflated bubble!
Where is my bike you ask? My bike is wheels on the pavement, battery on charge, and ready to ride. I sometimes get the blues and it really helps to go for a nice cruise to help take away the strains and pressures of life to just wander for a bit. (There's that word, Wander again.)
Perhaps I misspoke when I said "most sane people" because, when you think about it, what is so crazy about riding a motorcycle in winter? The same could be stated that when it is a hundred degrees no sane person would subject themselves to the sun and heat just to go for a ride, now would they?
Suffice it to say, to each their own. I just know that of all the bikers I know there is not one who would be critical if I said I needed to go for a ride, regardless of the weather. Let's keep the blues at bay this winter, shall we?
This is the time of year when most "sane" people put the motorcycles away. Some are cozy in the dealerships vast warehouses, others are under tarp. Heck, I saw a few new fancy ideas where the motorcycle actually is placed inside an air-inflated bubble!
Where is my bike you ask? My bike is wheels on the pavement, battery on charge, and ready to ride. I sometimes get the blues and it really helps to go for a nice cruise to help take away the strains and pressures of life to just wander for a bit. (There's that word, Wander again.)
Perhaps I misspoke when I said "most sane people" because, when you think about it, what is so crazy about riding a motorcycle in winter? The same could be stated that when it is a hundred degrees no sane person would subject themselves to the sun and heat just to go for a ride, now would they?
Suffice it to say, to each their own. I just know that of all the bikers I know there is not one who would be critical if I said I needed to go for a ride, regardless of the weather. Let's keep the blues at bay this winter, shall we?
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