My First Experience As A Biker
As a mild mannered professional working at a law firm I rarely get the opportunity to break out into areas outside my comfort zone. However, I promised myself I would change this. At the outset, I decided to make a list of all things I wanted to do. Then I realized, this is exactly what I did not want to do. Make a list.
I leapt from my chair quickly seeking the nearest exit. After a brisk golf walk to the garage I secured myself in my SUV and decided to take in the open road. This was one of the things I yearned for: the open road. I recalled when driving was a novelty and how I enjoyed watching the pavement glide beneath the car. The windows would be open and I would enjoy the fresh air. This was what I yearned for.
The traffic light stopped me. As I awaited the green, I turned to my right to see a well outfitted man and his significant other on a noisemaker. It was a stylish, yet rugged looking bike. He looked like a model dressed as a bike rider. He wore a well maintained leather jacket that looked almost new. He was covered from head to toe with a black helmet, gloves, and stylish leather boots. It was hard to tell his age. His female companion also appeared attractive and dressed in a similar fashion. This was my calling.
It seemed like the perfect thing to do to reclaim the road. I thought I would find one to rent for the weekend and see how it felt. I drove myself home. Upon entering the garage, I noticed other failed attempts at reclaiming this feeling. There was a bright jet ski on the side, fishing rods, and even alpine skiing equipment. After taking a brief respite, I searched for the local motorcycle dealerships.
My conviction was strong. The main reason was that this was a more convenient outlet. I did not need a large body of water or ski slope in order to obtain this feeling. I could hop on my hog and take a ride. I could do this almost anytime I yearned for the open road. After find a business directory, I made a list of the local motorcycle shops. The first one I decided to go to was a domestic manufacturer with a strong reputation.
I asked a lot of questions to the salesperson. He was very well informed and had on a stylish men’s sport watch. He gave me an idea of the general costs, the differences between the bikes, and the type of riding I wanted to experience. I said I wanted to feel the joy and freedom of the open road. He pointed me to a high handle bar low rider. I could see myself in it already. I asked if it was possible for me to try out for a few days.
He apparently had received similar requests from previous customers. He knew where I was coming from. There were many people who wanted to enjoy the thrill and excitement of riding a motorcycle. However, making an immediate commitment can be difficult. There are other considerations such as spouse and relatives to account for. They had a weekend lease I could sign. I was set for the open road.
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