I glanced at a calender this morning. Seeing 2025 kind of freaked me out. I remember riding a Kawasaki 750 triple and a Suzuki TM 400 when they were new. The two kids I raised are in their 30s. Please, I'm not done yet!
Speak for yourself, please, motion? Though I hope some of my more reckless behavior is old history at this point. I can afford to do more of the things I've always wanted to do, now.
I'm typically only home in the summer, and I'm dealing with my rental shop 7 days a week. I pack it up in September and head to the airport to ride my bike in Europe. I do have friends here that I ride Ducatis with. I have plenty to do, so its not a matter of being bored. Just the feeling that I don't have the same energy level and tolerance for risk as I used to have. I also talk myself out of doing things that I would have done 10-15 years ago without question. For example, I bought a ticket to Cartagena last week to lay on the beach for 3 weeks, but cancelled it because I've already done that in Cartagena. Things are just different now. I hope that makes sense.
My dad brought home my brothers and my first powered two wheeler in the back of a Ford Falcon wagon. It was a 3 1/2 HP ridged frame mini bike from a Penny's department store automotive department.
How can you know this? I don't know what the future holds, but I'm looking forward to finding out. Hold off on the "tears in rain" soliloquy for a bit.
