I went for a ride...
#21
07-17-2010, 07:08 AM
Tourer
Wow man that is great...kink of makes me want to head out right now. I think you should submit that to a magazine, it really sums it up. I love all the smells while riding.
#23
07-17-2010, 07:22 AM
True poetry & now I'm hungry for some BBQ. Definitely have to reflect on the true reason a person rides & this vision really puts things into perspective. Nice nite - thanks for sharing...now where's that darn BBQ joint...;-)
#24
07-17-2010, 07:29 AM
Very well said...
I just got back on a bike after not riding for 3 years, also on my first Harley. Those sounds, smells, and feelings you mentioned hit me too, just as I started down the road for the first time on it. You could not have smacked the smile off my face.
Thanks for sharing...
Phil
I just got back on a bike after not riding for 3 years, also on my first Harley. Those sounds, smells, and feelings you mentioned hit me too, just as I started down the road for the first time on it. You could not have smacked the smile off my face.
Thanks for sharing...
Phil
#26
07-17-2010, 07:35 AM
It’s a hot night in so-cal. The kids are in bed, the wife is painting various limbs something sparkly, and I had a buddy who needed a hand fixing something…So I took a ride. I guess I realize it more when I ride at night down a nearly deserted road, free of cars filled with people trying to hustle through life. Those people are all doing what I was an hour ago…tucking kids in, trying to convince the wife that the Lifetime movie of the week is not more entertaining than….it doesn’t matter. Lifetime it is. The only difference between them and me is that I went for a ride.
I smell gas exploding and ejecting an inch from my leg, hot asphalt, dead roadkill, and the BBQ joint smoking some type of carcass…it smells awesome, at least at 60 MPH. I really should remember to roll my window down next time I drive by the BBQ joint. The point is, I smelled the stink of what I love for a few minutes tonight in the middle of my crazy life,, and I remembered why I love it.
I felt saddened for those who don’t know what a bug tastes like, how girls yelling at you from the car at the stoplight without realizing how ugly and old and fat you are under that beard and helmet makes you king for a moment, or what wind on your bare knuckles is all about. I really think most people would take one hit and jonze for it forever, but for whatever reason they don’t try. If they only knew this unexplainable release, they might grin a little more. They might realize that out there, there aren’t any kids yelling, women bitching, unpaid bills, custody battles, layoffs, illnesses, heartaches, drama, whatever. It is magic and bullshit and silence and chaos. You just hold on and try not to die. And if I die, well, today is as good as any. At least I smelled the BBQ.
I smell gas exploding and ejecting an inch from my leg, hot asphalt, dead roadkill, and the BBQ joint smoking some type of carcass…it smells awesome, at least at 60 MPH. I really should remember to roll my window down next time I drive by the BBQ joint. The point is, I smelled the stink of what I love for a few minutes tonight in the middle of my crazy life,, and I remembered why I love it.
I felt saddened for those who don’t know what a bug tastes like, how girls yelling at you from the car at the stoplight without realizing how ugly and old and fat you are under that beard and helmet makes you king for a moment, or what wind on your bare knuckles is all about. I really think most people would take one hit and jonze for it forever, but for whatever reason they don’t try. If they only knew this unexplainable release, they might grin a little more. They might realize that out there, there aren’t any kids yelling, women bitching, unpaid bills, custody battles, layoffs, illnesses, heartaches, drama, whatever. It is magic and bullshit and silence and chaos. You just hold on and try not to die. And if I die, well, today is as good as any. At least I smelled the BBQ.
#27
07-17-2010, 07:59 AM
Novice
Join Date: Jul 2010
Location: Southern Virginia
Posts: 19
Likes: 0
Received 0 Likes
on
0 Posts
I really think most people would take one hit and jonze for it forever, but for whatever reason they don’t try. If they only knew this unexplainable release, they might grin a little more.
...out there, there aren’t any kids yelling, women bitching, unpaid bills, custody battles, layoffs, illnesses, heartaches, drama, whatever.
By the way, I'm not trying to convert anyone - that's between you and God. I'm just one beggar telling another beggar where he found some bread...
Peace and joy, my brother!
#28
07-17-2010, 08:25 AM
Outstanding HDF Member
yeah...the smells... one of our favorites and it's hard to find in socal anymore is riding through the orange groves at night when the trees are in bloom-absolutely intoxicating!
