camera56
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We did this last year and I wonder if people would be up for it again this year . . .
In the spirit of the holidays and friendship, what did you learn this year, or learn about yourself this year, as a result of riding, hanging with riders, or anything else to do with motorcycling. I'll start . . .
Everyone I know who rides can say this. I made some wonderful friends this year as a result of being certified to teach Lee Parks Total Control. One man, a guy named Hal, has become a life friend. We've done long rides together. Our wives get along like a house on fire. Just as cool, he fit right in with another riding pal who I've known 30 years. We have to force ourselves away from the table to get back on our bikes. What a blessing.
I struggled throughout the year with first arthritis in my neck and then vertigo. There were long stretches where I thought I might not be able to ride again. I finally had to sell my beloved Aprilia RSV as it was too punishing to ride, but I've gotten my self sorted and am back riding and loving everything about riding that I loved before but with the fervor of a convert. A good signal to take better care of myself, I thought I did, and to be grateful for small things.
I learned that the American (and Canadian) West is an amazing place to ride. I've done all my riding out here and haven't come close to seeing it all or being bored by it.
I did my first long solo ride, from Seattle to Tubac Arizona and then back. What an amazing experience. Riding alone at the leading edge of a wicked storm in the high desert really brings your attention into the moment! That sense of total presence is something that gets me back on a bike again and again.
I learned painfully that performance tires have wear dates. If your sport bike tires are older than two years, think seriously about replacing them (check the four digit code on the side of your tires: First two are the week of the year, second two are the year the tire was made).
I learned that the world is full of people who are ready and willing to help a solo motorcycle rider in need of help or even just a kind word. My rides this year have been filled with small and large gestures from folks who took an interest in who I was, where I was going, and what they could do to speed me on my way.
Cheers to all of you
C56/Kevin/www.midliferider.
In the spirit of the holidays and friendship, what did you learn this year, or learn about yourself this year, as a result of riding, hanging with riders, or anything else to do with motorcycling. I'll start . . .
Everyone I know who rides can say this. I made some wonderful friends this year as a result of being certified to teach Lee Parks Total Control. One man, a guy named Hal, has become a life friend. We've done long rides together. Our wives get along like a house on fire. Just as cool, he fit right in with another riding pal who I've known 30 years. We have to force ourselves away from the table to get back on our bikes. What a blessing.
I struggled throughout the year with first arthritis in my neck and then vertigo. There were long stretches where I thought I might not be able to ride again. I finally had to sell my beloved Aprilia RSV as it was too punishing to ride, but I've gotten my self sorted and am back riding and loving everything about riding that I loved before but with the fervor of a convert. A good signal to take better care of myself, I thought I did, and to be grateful for small things.
I learned that the American (and Canadian) West is an amazing place to ride. I've done all my riding out here and haven't come close to seeing it all or being bored by it.
I did my first long solo ride, from Seattle to Tubac Arizona and then back. What an amazing experience. Riding alone at the leading edge of a wicked storm in the high desert really brings your attention into the moment! That sense of total presence is something that gets me back on a bike again and again.
I learned painfully that performance tires have wear dates. If your sport bike tires are older than two years, think seriously about replacing them (check the four digit code on the side of your tires: First two are the week of the year, second two are the year the tire was made).
I learned that the world is full of people who are ready and willing to help a solo motorcycle rider in need of help or even just a kind word. My rides this year have been filled with small and large gestures from folks who took an interest in who I was, where I was going, and what they could do to speed me on my way.
Cheers to all of you
C56/Kevin/www.midliferider.