Last weekend we took our Intrigue, which was on its last leg, and drove it up to Indy to trade it for a motorcycle. Ian is now the proud owner of his own motorcycle, and I'm glad we bought it off of his dad rather than some stranger. The downside of this transaction was the fact that we were trading in the car, meaning the only way home for me was on the back of the motorcycle. My first big trip was less than comfortable. It was a beautiful sunny day to ride and we didn't have any major incidents. All I am saying is, I'll never do it again.
Here is Ian suiting up before we start the big trip.
This is essentially what I did all day last Sunday.
Ian posing on his dad's bike at one of our many stops along the way. Keep dreaming Ian.
This is essentially what I did all day last Sunday.
Ian posing on his dad's bike at one of our many stops along the way. Keep dreaming Ian.
1 comment:
the road has always been a place to find answers, or ignore questions.
a free spirit may not know where's he's going, but knows he's on his way.
all roads lead to success-even the detours.
there's no such thing as a secondary road.
legends can't stand still.
start your engine.
if the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.
...always ride it like you stole it!
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