I admit that part of my enthusiasm for moving south to the tropical climate of Florida was that I would be able to ride my motorcycle year-round. After moving here I learned there were only a couple of days that were too cold for riding, but the other 363 days of the year would be comfortable.<\/p>\n
The weather was not an issue when riding a motorcycle \u2013 if anything there were days (especially in the afternoon) when the temperature was too warm. So we learned to ride in the morning and return home before the mid-day heat hit.<\/p>\n
One problem I found with something I loved was knowing where to ride and how to get there without using overly crowded roads.<\/p>\n
Another problem was we didn\u2019t know any riders here, so we were stuck trying to figure out where to ride and what to do without the company of other riders.<\/p>\n
The next problem we learned was having to deal with a large number of vehicles sharing the roads we were going to use to get to and from any selected destinations.<\/p>\n
Then came my accident. Getting struck by a car traveling 35 miles per hour took a toll on my body \u2013 especially my legs \u2013 both remain painful while walking, and I imagine that isn\u2019t going to get better with age.<\/p>\n
The motorcycle sitting in my garage is a 2021 model \u2013 it\u2019s over three years old. It now has 5,800 miles on it. To some people that might seem like a lot of miles, but to me it\u2019s hardly any. I used to average over 10,000 miles every year in Minnesota. I\u2019ve logged over 300,000 miles on motorcycles. Seeing this bike sit as much as it does got me thinking it might be time to sell it. I started thinking that way shortly after my accident, two years ago, but I couldn\u2019t get myself convinced it was the right choice.<\/p>\n
My better half and I still planned to take annual trips to different states \u2013 we had those trips to look forward to, but I had to take a hard look at how my legs would handle long days on a motorcycle.<\/p>\n
Over the past weekend, we picked a place to ride to that was about 90 minutes from our house. We left before 8:00 a.m., planning to have breakfast and ride back before noon. The ride went fine, but my body told me I can\u2019t do that much time without getting off and stretching at least once an hour \u2013 even then I\u2019d be in a good amount of pain, so I had to do some serious thinking about how good I felt about having a motorcycle sitting in the garage and not being used much. I know for a fact that the days of riding eight or nine hours are long behind me. I also know there\u2019s a better-than-good chance the discomfort in my legs will increase instead of decrease as I grow older.<\/p>\n
I talked to my better half about this. We weighed our options and feelings and both agreed that this wasn\u2019t an easy decision, and it was going to break my heart to not have the beautiful bike at my disposal, but reality tells me it\u2019s time to sell.<\/p>\n
After more than 30 years of riding and more than 300,000 miles, I\u2019ve reached a sad day in my life when I have to admit to myself that it\u2019s time to stop doing something I\u2019ve loved for nearly half my life. It\u2019s time to turn the keys over to a new owner who will enjoy my pride and joy.<\/p>\n
I am truthfully thankful for the memories I\u2019ve created while riding my motorcycles. I\u2019m thankful for the friends I\u2019ve made. I\u2019m thankful for the places I\u2019ve seen.<\/p>\n
One thing I can tell you with all certainty is that EVERYTHING has been more enjoyable being experienced from the seat of my Harley-Davidsons.<\/p>\n
Have A Good Week<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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