I don't know, maybe it's because I'm getting older, hit the big 6-oh recently, and as an official senior, according to my bank, I feel I can rant and rave and everyone will just say that I'm old and should be given some precious leeway, so here goes.
You guys and gals all ride motorcycles. That's right, motorcycles. That means we are out in the rain by choice, getting hit with bugs by choice and damn it, here it comes, letting wind hit us or as they say now "buffeting" occurs. I read all these threads about cutting back on the buffeting, should I start off in second gear, how can I improve my mileage, I got caught in the rain, blah, blah, blah, whine, whine, whine. I long for those halcyon days of my youth when I could ride like the wind, I mean ride into the wind and love the feel of it. I remember riding in and out of cold patches of air and never once worrying about whether I brought my electric jacket with me or not. I prided myself on closing my eyelid a precious split second before a June bug hit me, now guys worry about how to clean bugs off their windshield. We used to use "snap". Took the bugs and skin right off your face. I loved getting my hair all messed up. Ya know what? I still love the wind in my face (no more hair to mess up though), I don't give a damn about my mileage in fact I have no idea what it is. I didn't buy a $30,000.00 motorcycle to save money on gas. I'm going to ride it hard, run the crap out of all five gears, count 'em, five, burn some excess fuel and enjoy it, wind, bugs, poor gas mileage, rain and all.
C'mon guys. You're riding a motorcycle and one of the best, if the not THE best in the world. Stop your whining about buffeting, too much wind, lousy gas mileage, riding on wet days, etc., etc. I have been riding since I was 15 so ....., let me get my calculator,....I've been riding for 45 years and I will ride until the day I die. If that happens to be on a motorcycle then I will die doing something I love. How many people can say that? Wait, that makes no sense. They would be dead.:shrug: I'm going to play the age card with that last statement. Have I done that yet? Really?
I still feel like a teenager when I go for a ride, with a bike underneath me and that gas tank, fake and all, between my knees, despite the fact my left one is artificial and my right one is arthritic. May the road be endless, the wind never cease, the rain continue to fall, the bugs smack me on the face, with a twist of my wrist, me and my Wing will ride off into ..................
I'm going to rest now. That took a lot out of me.
You guys and gals all ride motorcycles. That's right, motorcycles. That means we are out in the rain by choice, getting hit with bugs by choice and damn it, here it comes, letting wind hit us or as they say now "buffeting" occurs. I read all these threads about cutting back on the buffeting, should I start off in second gear, how can I improve my mileage, I got caught in the rain, blah, blah, blah, whine, whine, whine. I long for those halcyon days of my youth when I could ride like the wind, I mean ride into the wind and love the feel of it. I remember riding in and out of cold patches of air and never once worrying about whether I brought my electric jacket with me or not. I prided myself on closing my eyelid a precious split second before a June bug hit me, now guys worry about how to clean bugs off their windshield. We used to use "snap". Took the bugs and skin right off your face. I loved getting my hair all messed up. Ya know what? I still love the wind in my face (no more hair to mess up though), I don't give a damn about my mileage in fact I have no idea what it is. I didn't buy a $30,000.00 motorcycle to save money on gas. I'm going to ride it hard, run the crap out of all five gears, count 'em, five, burn some excess fuel and enjoy it, wind, bugs, poor gas mileage, rain and all.
C'mon guys. You're riding a motorcycle and one of the best, if the not THE best in the world. Stop your whining about buffeting, too much wind, lousy gas mileage, riding on wet days, etc., etc. I have been riding since I was 15 so ....., let me get my calculator,....I've been riding for 45 years and I will ride until the day I die. If that happens to be on a motorcycle then I will die doing something I love. How many people can say that? Wait, that makes no sense. They would be dead.:shrug: I'm going to play the age card with that last statement. Have I done that yet? Really?
I still feel like a teenager when I go for a ride, with a bike underneath me and that gas tank, fake and all, between my knees, despite the fact my left one is artificial and my right one is arthritic. May the road be endless, the wind never cease, the rain continue to fall, the bugs smack me on the face, with a twist of my wrist, me and my Wing will ride off into ..................
I'm going to rest now. That took a lot out of me.