Monday, January 07, 2008
My Other Ride.
Ever since I saw, actually heard then saw, a Harley for the first time as a kid I wanted one. It doesn't hurt that my dad had great stories of his Bike when he was a single guy back in the late 1950's. I ordered it in the summer of 1992 from Vreeland's and it was delivered on a cool cloudy day in November, I remember that day like it was yesterday. There are some crazy stories that have never been told that only this bike and I know. There is a saying that some Harley riders know that goes something like this; If I have to explain, you wouldn't understand.
I'm convinced there's no better way to see the world than with two wheels under you, whether it's on a bicycle or motorcycle.
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