JeremiahJohnson
Master
My uncle (rest his soul) put me on his new Harley Topper when I was 9 years old. 1959. I have been riding since that time up to selling the Road glide in the pic. I miss being in the wind more than I can say.
As hard as it was on the wife she smiles when we talk of that trip and all the others. Seeing the Blue Ridge mountains on the parkway 2 wheels is something no one can forget. The smokey's, dragons tail, Florida and all points in between. Bad lands out in sturgis. Poop, getting dusty in here..........
Yes, all things come to an end.
Finally talked the wife into a long ride two weeks ago. We rode with a group to the Harley Museum in Milwaukee. Rode up on Friday, stayed Saturday, rode back Sunday. She absolutely loved it. I think I've finally got my riding partner. I've been riding solo. OH - love her in the chaps too.