Last Friday the weather was great so I went out for a ride and just happened to go down Quarry Rd. Quarry road is a curvy road that goes past (you guessed it!) a quarry in Amherst, Ohio, the "Sandstone Capitol of the World".
Anyway I come up behind a bike going very slow, maybe 25 mph. Even though the road is curvy I usually do 30 to 35 mph. For some reason I decide to take it easy and fall in behind the other bike puttering down the road. The other bike appears to be an old Heritage in pretty good condition. Quarry Rd. ends in a tee and the slow bike is going to turn right. I am going left so I pull up almost beside the slow bike. Riding this old Heritage is the oldest rider I have ever seen! He looked to be 90 if he was a day! He looks over at me, nods and putters off down the the street to the right.
I only hope that should I, by some wild coincidence happen to live that long can still enjoy myself with good ride on a beautiful day.....

 

when I get too old for two wheels, I'll be on three.

 

Yeah , those are the moments that give us all hope for our own future of riding .

 

..that was me..stay off my *** next time..I was heading down to the drugstore to pick up my Viagra script..

 

Actually that was me. Yeah, i've lived a long active life. Drink a quart of Jack a day, smoke 2 pack of camel's a day, have sex daily, party like there is no tomorrow. I'll be 33 years old next month.

 

I'm with the if I can't ride two i'll ride three.

 

Great story......thanks for posting! I ride with several guys in their 70's that can still "ride like they stole it!" Both have Road Glides and sport bikes and put on lots of miles each year.

 

I went to Laconia a couple years ago with an old guy who had a stroke and very limited use of his limbs. He used two arm crutches when he walked and had brace on one leg. He rode a Harley trike and loved every minute of it.

 

I confess that was me..... Left my damn teeth at the ***** house again.

 

How do you know he wasn't a 40 year old who lived a hell of a good life?