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canyontrilogy
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Posted on Sun, Feb 04, 2007 17:03

It begins in my gut and seeps out through my pores like a port wine stain on a Sunday white cloth. It gnaws at my heels, wolves on a bone. It will not leave me alone. I carry it around, my orphaned child of 35 years. It is the hunger that haunts my dreams, awakens my fitful sleep. It is the ache so familiar it has become part of me. It grows more insistent with each passing year. Almost unconsciously, I have been moving toward answering the unrelenting pull at my heart. The orphan child of my dream whispers louder now. "Time is running out." My mind keeps telling me, "I need more money, more experience, less fear-I could die out there!" "You're just making excuses. Listen, go before it's too late. So what if you die out there? It would be better than just pretending you're a real biker. It would be better than not living your dream," the voice replies. When I step back and look at the last two yars, I can see I have slowly been responding to the call. It began when I took the Rider's Safety Course, never having been on a motorcycle in my life, buying a 250, then moving up to my 650 Silverado, finding a T-bag on a half-price sale, and buying a luggage rack. All have been subtle answers to that unrelenting yearning. Thirty-five years ago I wanted to take a road trip with a girl fiend to California. Children and responsibilities got in the way. Now the children are grown and husbands are gone. Money is always tight and resposibilites still tie me down. The only difference now is the very keen awarenss that if I don't get out of my comfort zone and do it soon, I will never do it. And I will regret not going for the rest of my life. I feel a growing sense of excitement and certainly fear as I realize I am planning that cross country road trip. Even said it out loud to my daughter last night. I always thought it would be in a car with a girlfriend. The definitive Thelma and Louise trip, yet to be taken. Now, I know it will be on my bike and probably on my own. Maybe I'll meet up and ride with you for a ways. Maybe I'll swing by and get harleychick to ride a while with me. Maybe I'll ride up to Nevada and tour the roads with kiote6, then drop down to check out topdawg and Kathy. Who knows, maybe I'll even stop in and show young magic my version of an older woman. Dragon, I may have to visit you, too. If you do see me on the road (rubber side down!) pull up and ride with me. Just know though, I almost always ride the lead. I don't much like watching somebody else's backside (unless it is particularly good looking). I want to be up front where I won't miss a single thing!


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Posted on Mon, Feb 05, 2007 09:33

I cannot even imagine not riding. I have been doing it for 20 years. My bikes have almost become a part of who I am


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Posted on Mon, Feb 05, 2007 09:09

When I began riding 40 years ago I never considered my bike to be much more than a utility vehicle, preferring only to ride to work or removing the mufflers and hitting the dirt slopes for a weekend day of fun and bruises. Today, I go virtually everywhere on two-wheels and consider my van to be not much more than a utility vehicle that I use for transporting my two dogs or for very large grocery runs. Even rain or cold won't keep me off my bike in the winter as long as the road doesn't become a hazard, although in my later rides and runs I have been considering buying heated gear - so much for growing old gracefully. The call of the open road grabs your heart like an old lover who is making their presence felt in a way that defies description. There is very little logic in suiting up in heavy, hot, sometimes uncomfortable leather outfits in order to spend 12 hours or longer sitting in a seat that makes your butt ache so much and being practically forced to sit in one position for hours and hours on end. Yet many of us do it, happily in fact, just to be able to get to the end of the day with a friend or two, or more, and compare notes about the day's ride and more importantly, what the next day's ride will bring and where it'll take us. If you're ever riding in my neck of the woods, Cathy and I will welcome you, feed you, listen to your accounts of the day's travels, help you plan the next day's ride, give you a bed for the night, then fill you up with a big breakfast with lots of hot coffee the next morning and give you a proper send-off.


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TreasureTheHobo
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Posted on Mon, Feb 05, 2007 09:08

Do it!! If you can pull it off go for it! Be safe, T


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Posted on Mon, Feb 05, 2007 08:41

Go for the love of it all. Nothing like riding the roads of this great land, so many things to see, so many things to do. You are always welcome here, might be easier to meet me on the road somewhere, because I am not going to be in my den when I can be riding.


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Posted on Mon, Feb 05, 2007 07:00

I always find a lot of fun in just planning the road trips. LOL, it doesn't mean I follow it, but it's fun. Have fun..


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Posted on Sun, Feb 04, 2007 23:47

Go for it.... Once you are on the road that anxiety dissipates..did for me. Good luck to you...have fun..be safe. you ARE welcome at my place too , if you ever travel this far.. Deb


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