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Why Ride? Motorcycling you know?

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Motorcycling is difficult to explain to the uninitiated. In fact, it’s difficult to explain to the initiated, a conversation that usually starts and ends with,

“YOU know.”
“Oh, yeah.”

Somehow the quest to capture the essence of that experience defies articulation. Oh, we can talk endlessly about sunny spring days gliding along country lanes, the air rich with the scents of new flowers and freshly turned earth; or ripping through winding mountain roads, carefully balancing the centripetal against the centrifugal on a knife-edge of lunacy; or roaring across the limitless expanse of the Great Plains at the end of a long summer’s day, racing the sunset towards the horizon.

But, to someone who has never actually done these things, the full understanding will remain forever elusive, hovering just beyond the bounds of their conscious awareness.

Once you climb aboard the machine and take to the roads, that knowledge will become clear to you. Not like a bolt from the blue, but gently and subtly, like the soft breeze of a June morning. Like love, it is a sense more easily felt than described. And in that moment, when the Zen-like transformation becomes complete, life’s burdens fade away, replaced by a symphony of life where all five senses are engaged and working with the precision and beauty of a Brandenburg Concerto.

To those of us who ride, a motorcycle will never be just a machine. It will always be that ticket to adventure, a way of leaving the mundane and passing through the musty wardrobe into a world of beauty and adventure; a place where possibilities are as limitless as the universe that surrounds us. The ride clears the mind and recharges the soul. Once again, you become the master of your destiny, instead of a victim of circumstance.

From each ride, take a small piece of joy and tuck it away in that secret place in your soul. There you will build your personal Eden, a place you can go to find freedom from the prison of life’s routine.

As we all know, although we own the bike, the bike possesses us.

Don’t bother trying to explain this to anyone; they will never understand.

But your heart will.