I bought a BIKE for a personal dream. One day when I am very old and when I can not walk anymore, it will be in my garage as a trophy of my memories. I met people who taught me something and have the same spirit and I met others that I'm glad I forgot. I got wet, I felt cold, And I felt warm, I was afraid, I fell, And I stand up, I even hurt myself, But also, I laughed out loud inside the helmet. I spoke a thousand times with myself. I sang and shouted with joy like a madman, And yes ... sometimes I cried. I have seen wonderful places and lived unforgettable experiences. I often made curves that even Marc Marquez would be proud of; other times I made curves full of terror. I stopped a thousand times to see a landscape. I spoke with perfect strangers, and I forgot people I see every day. I went out with my demons inside and returned home with a feeling of absolute peace in my heart. I always thought how dangerous it is, knowing that the meaning of courage is to advance even feeling fear. Every time I go up to my machine I think about how wonderful it is. I stopped talking to those who do not understand, (they just do not understand) and I learned through gestures to communicate with other riders. I spent money that I did not have, giving up many things, but all these things are not worth even a moment about my BIKE It is not a means of transport or a piece of iron with wheels, it is the lost part of my soul and my spirit. And when someone says to me: "You have to sell the BIKE and you have to be a more serious person", ... I do not answer. I just swing my head and smile, Walking on, a BIKE..... only the person who loves them understands it. May God bless my friends and their toy of great people! And the adventure continues. . Ride safe but enjoy! Xx
Read your post twice and totally agree, Go on to your profile- pictures and create a new album for your pictures of said bike. Says he who been on here for ages and still only has 4 pictures on it 😂😂
I don’t personally have a bike but I love pillion. ( any offers lol). I often sing/ talk / laugh or argue with mysel in my helmet. I even get road rage and use hand signals 🖕🏻at arse hole drovers!!
You've about summed up the way most of us feel on two wheels. And what few outside of the biking fraternity will ever understand . Pat yourself on the back . Well done
well said to add a little it is .. who cares this is my bike , there are many bikes like it BUT this is my bike if you don't like it tuff im not asking for your approval ! it is part of me , we are all different and yet .. we are all the same because this is who we are and who we will always be !
Hats off to Highland Cycles based in Colorado. They obviously not only love their work, but are passionate about motorcycles (especially dirt bikes) and the lifestyle, for putting into words how most think and feel everyday about the crazy mad world of motorcycling (even if some of us are pillys! 😉).
Check out their website; http://www.highland-cycles.com/blog