Are you a Biker....

Oh yea Ramcharger. Now you and i are fixin to get started. Have you ever smelled the fresh scent of a 2 week old deer carcus and all that other stuff you mentioned. You bet. How about heading south on a 38 degree morning bundled to the hilt only to arrive in Shreavport at 80 degrees and start shucking gear and looking for a real cold one. Been there and done that. How about rippin the ruts up in Saddle Back park in southern California on a 250 Bultaco Pursang or running a Hare and Hound in the Mojave desert on a 400 Radial finned Maico. Maybe a Barstow to Vegas. Some of these youngsters never heard of those bike. That's before the jap bikes came into their own. That was when the Europeans dominated the M/C circuit. The wife and i are headed out friday evening and we dont know where. We'll be back sunday night. Our longest day at 95 and 100 degrees was 807 miles when returning from Carlisle. We spent the night in Paduka, Kentucky. Rain drops stinging you in the face?...one day we headed for Jonesboro to eat BBQ on a nice sunny day but as we were returning about to aproach Hardy Ark we noticed clouds in our future. We headed north towards Mammoth Springs with a 2 ft ditch at the shoulder and cones, the sky opened up and the rains came along with the rippin cracks of thunder and lightening. This was all taking place after dark. Speed was slowed to probably 20 mph as i stood on the pegs and looked over the Tulsa windscreen. You could say i've been there. How about running with the flow of traffic at 85 mph with trailer in tow. You either run with em or get your *** ran over. Believe me it's safer at 85. How about running Deals Gap in South Carolina or the Pig Trail in Ark and scraping your pegs in the curves at 10 mph. I've ridden roads some would shun. Been running in the rain talking to truckers on the CB and had them asking if we were nuts. Climbing on and turning the FM to Steppenwolf and grabin a fist full. Hell, i dont know......i may be a .....BIKER. Sing out if ya wanta come and ride. I might mention, if were riding two up, i wouldn't swap my co-rider for nothing. Theres a lot to be said about a co-rider that knows their part of the game in a panic situation. When you hit the brakes hard most riders are all over the driver. Not this gal, hands on knees and clamped on doing her part of the ride and never hindering my effort to keep her alive. I wont list the number of couses the two of us have taken in an effort to stay alive and guess what...it works. You might say i've been there Ramcharger. Thanks for the jog of the memory. Be safe guys. If you see a winger that wont wave jump off and kick their *** and tell em its from me and i said for em to pull there pompas heads out of their pompas ***. I'm in the Gold Book #144184. Aint no bike better than the next. Ride what ya like...but ride...safely with your head screwed on.
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