A strange thing happened on my way to work yesterday. It was 100 degrees and a tail wind when I came to the trax arms being down on vine street. I heard a rumbling coming behind me and when I looked back 7 hells angels were approaching on Harleys. Bandanas and hair mixed with baldness swirlling in the wind. The trax arms raised, the angels looked behind them and then with a thunder took off. As I was pedaling down the middle of my lane,since I was going to make a left at the light, a huge thundering was coming from behind. I could feel the earth shaking and a deafing roar. Then there were
angels on the right, angels on the left, there I was, stuck in the middle with eddy, yes I was stuck in the middle with eddy. Hundreds of angels with their Harleys passing me, in front of me, behind me. I don't know which moment it happened but my hand went up, unsnapped my helmet threw it to the wind. I started pedaling fast and hard and made vrooming sounds with my mouth. For a few minutes I was free-I was a Harley Moma!
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I don't know if that's a midlife crisis...but if it is one, that's gotta be the coolest one there is...
Good ol' Eddie...no wonder you have held onto him for sooo long! You were just waiting for the moment when Eddie could ride with the big boys! That's pretty sweet "HArley Mama". Were you able to make your left turn or did you keep up with them like Ricky and Dad?
What do you mean "ride with the big boys"? I think that it is every motorcycle's dream to live the life of a bicycle. Just think of it, no noise, no stink, 1/50th of the mass, no fat, loud, hairy, leather-ridden parasite on your back. Yes indeedy, road cycles are at the apex of two-wheeled nirvana.
some of us live to make the noise and the stink. Something about opposition in all things.
Maybe cross cycles, with the ability to take on some off road, as well as handle the pavement, are more evolved than the road bikes.
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