What it's like to ride...  

Twoplusfriends 61M/57F
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7/2/2005 8:41 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

What it's like to ride...

The soft increase in light in the bedroom signifies that daytime has arrived too soon... way too soon... nonetheless, I am awake and stumble to the kitchen... damn - didn't wash the coffee pot last night (it seems like such a chore at this time of day), but... a caffeine addict does what must be done...

I stand there watching the morning elixir take its time running into the carafe, and wonder why am I doing this at this hour on my weekend? Then I remember...

Driving a motorcycle is not like driving a car - I have driven my car while half asleep being late for work - caught myself drifting to the shoulder without any real harm done, and havd various close calls, but... on a scoot if one collide with something larger than a gnat, or drifts off the shoulder of the road, well...

But my mind wanders... I'm here at this hour on my weekend because I want to ride! I want to be fully awake to hear the rumble of the exhaust when I push the button... I enjoy getting ready while the iron horse warms and settles into its cadence... tingles begin as I put on leathers and then swing a leg over her... slowly I ease down... and squirm into position... ahhhhhh - yes - THIS is why I am up... take hold of the controls and get a feel for her.. she's ready now... nudge her into first, and slowwwwwwly ease the clutch out... there... now we're on our way...

But wait - I'm not there yet! I'm standing here thinking about that - while this fucking coffee pot takes its sweet time!...

Will write more after the ride...


Twoplusfriends 61M/57F

7/3/2005 5:14 pm

From Ms. 2+........
tell me more...whisper it into my ear.....


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