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.
