It’s been a few years now since I’ve ridden a motorcycle. I can see how the mood would vary depending on your goals I suppose. Or if the machine seduces you. I remember riding a Ducati Hypermotard and how often I would feel the urge to just twist the throttle and have the motorcycle leap into motion. The difference from the Vespa was dramatic and the Ducati resisted the manner of riding I usually did. I didn’t have a lot of desire for power and speed. Or perhaps I just didn’t trust myself with it. But I certainly can understand how various motorcycles and scooters will change a mood.

I’ve always admired the Honda 750 Nighthawk. Particularly the yellow one! Ride safe!

yes, and this young man has chosen his own way….:) Hoping that what ever path Kim is on also has moments of joy as she choses…

Isn’t it amazing the images that can be conjured in imagination with just a little push.

Melting bullshit. I like that. I need to make a T-shirt: Why do I ride? Because it melts the bullshit!

I confess a thrill at sitting down to a hot cup of tea after a cold ride. The best temperature for that would be in the 45F to 55F range. Holding a hot cup in cold hands brings a striking awareness to life. For me anyway.

Wish you and Bill could have spent more time here. Lots of things to show — some of the coffee shops a small part of the riding experience.

I’ve been looking over the few pictures I made of you guys. Trying to balance them with a post title like, “Riding Legends” or “Two-Wheeled Superstars.” Probably would be best to tag it something less dramatic and allow the reader to invoke the legend status!

Yep. Being thankful is a gift in itself.

I agree with the sentiment you share. Easy to say though hard to do at times.

Index fund it is. At least with this round of investment!