Two-wheeled Tales: Back on a Bike After 30 years!
I started when I was a kid, maybe 12 years old, riding on dirt bikes. By the time I got my license I got my first street bike. I rode all the time, everywhere. But I stepped away from it for a while when my kids were born. I was too heavy on the gas. I was fast everywhere I went. I had a thing for speed, and I recognized that which is why I stepped away from it. I stepped away for 30 years. But during that time, I managed to grow up a little. Fast forward about 30 years or so, my kids were all grown up, and I was like, ‘You know what, I want a motorcycle again.” I got my first Harley and had fun with it. This time instead of going around everywhere really fast, I found myself instead just enjoying the ride, more just enjoying the experience as opposed to the speed.
Crash Can't Deter Harley Devotion
Harley Fun with Grandkids
Now I am taking my grandkids to different concerts on my bike. They love riding with me. They’ve been on my bike since they could straddle the seat. It’s fun. I bought them helmets and they have those leather jackets and stuff and we go out and have fun. They love going to the shows with me.
I am pushing 60 years old now. You watch me walk around, and you’ll see I got a little bit of a limp. I’m sore. I’m old. But it’s like I get back on the bike and the aches and pains go away. I sit back and enjoy myself and go for the ride, and there’s a synergy between me and the bike. There’s nothing else in the world like it.
