Well John here is the thing. 12 years ago I gave up riding (read was guilted into) because I had a son. The old line, we want you here to see your son grow up.It was the first time I didnt have two wheels in my life. You learn to live with out it. But I have to tell you everytime I heard a bike ride by my head would go up and I just sigh.
I dont want to be 80 years old and look back and say "I never should of sold that bike". Im 46 years old, my brothers son came home to him dead on the floor from a heart attack, he was 50.
And you know what My brother always played it safe after he had his family.
Can I get killed on a motorcycle, sure.
With the family history of the men in my family I could die a few other ways too
But the one thing Im going to do is enjoy what time I have on this earth. if thats a month a year or 40.
Life is what it is, you try to live it.
Look I am a very lucky guy, I have a wife who loves me
a son who is just something special and I ride every chance I can
and thats a rant without the rant
