Yes. Life is dangerous. Why do people go rock climbing, bungee jumping, paragliding and all the other hobbies and activities that are considered not normal or dangerous.
Because you can.
Riding is liberating. When it isn’t pouring down with rain or blowing a gale, there are few experiences like it.
When we drive, we typically plan our way from A to B with the minimum time, simplest route and with the least traffic.
When I ride, I often go out of my normal route, explore new roads, find new twisting curving roads and arrive at my destination with a silly grin on my face.
And even on a regular commute, the ability to filter through the traffic, blast past the meandering drivers, all add to a sublime experience. Life is short. Too short. For anything else.
So I ask you. Why not?
The smell does funny things to me. It brings back times and situations of my youth.
The growl of engines, you can almost feel it resonating through you. Like a deep dark song that embodies your thoughts and feelings.
And the rush of speed, windswept, exposed. In control, yet at the edge o