"Somewhere on a desert highway, she rides a Harley-Davidson, her long blonde hair flying in the wind, she's been running half her life, the chrome and steel she rides, colliding with the very air she breathes...the air she breathes"...
Sharon, cool that you picked up on that part of my original post. One of my favourite songs.
I had to laugh at my Husband when we picked up the bike. I told you that he drove it home. Boy did he look funny. He is tall, 6'2" and has the longest legs. When he sat on the bike his knees were all bent, when he stood up he had at least 12 inches of clearance between his butt and the seat. That is a very short bike, hee, hee.
When he drove it away, I watched him and he looked even more funny. Picture this tall man on a short bike. His knees were all bent up when he was riding it and it looked like his knees were up around his ears, oh what a sight that was, and it made me laugh. We took our separate journeys home. We had to cross a small ferry and of course the bikes get to go on, even if it is too full to have another car onboard. Our choice was to meet at home. He arrived home about an hour before I did, as I had to wait for three ferries. This little ferry on holds about 25 cars and there is always alot of cars coming from one side of the river to the other. Thank goodness they are in the process of building an enormous bridge, this has been long overdue, well, since the beginning of time itself I would imagine, hee, hee.
Since we brought the bike home the weather has not been conducive to riding, so I still haven't gone out yet, wah, that bugs me, I wanna get on the road.
This is the bike, and yep, it is very visible on the road, it is very, very orange. A little too much orange for my liking, gonna have some air brushing done to it sooner or later. AND....my Son-in-Law has already began plans to change the pipes to make them a little bit louder. Eeeks!!! He knows I don't want it too loud, but he has his ways.....him and other other Son-in-Law have surprised my Husband by doing some of the most beautiful altering of his bike too over the years. What a team those two other loves of my life have done. I am a fortunate woman to have so many wonderful men in my life. I am grateful every day for them all.....have that most beautiful and wonderful day, loving this life we live. Cindi
My bike, note the bent up legs, and look of utter exasperation and frustration of riding a bike too small on his face, I can just picture what he is saying. When he got to the ferry, there was another guy on a big bike, a Honda Goldwing or something like that, and just looked at my big Husband on this teeny, tiny bike and smiled at him. My Husband got embarassed and told him that it was his wifes, he has just picked it up, and his was a Fatboy -- the guy smiled and told him he knew what he meant. Oh brother......wonder if the guy believed him or not, hee, hee......
An older picture of my Husband on the left on his Fatboy and one of my Son-in-Laws on the right on another bike. Note the unbent legs, how they should fit on a bike, hee, hee!!!